Swatimalya Chattopadhyay Poems
|2.||My Favourite Sundays||7/29/2012|
|4.||Universal Mothers (A Son's Tribute)||4/30/2017|
|5.||In Fond Remembrance Of My Father||6/25/2010|
|8.||Queen Of The Kingdom||5/31/2010|
|9.||I Can Feel||6/15/2010|
|10.||Shattered (?) Dream Of A Budding Poet||6/14/2009|
|14.||Dreams And The Reality||8/27/2009|
|18.||Woes Of A Working Woman||7/12/2009|
|19.||A Daughter's Gratitude To A Loving Mother||6/11/2009|
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A Daughter's Gratitude To A Loving Mother
I can renounce all worldly pleasures
To strengthen our bond
Your love, care and concern are my treasures
Which precipitate a coating around
This makes me impervious to malignities outside
All my sufferings get alleviated
When you sit beside.
It reminds me of the school days
When on return throwing the bag,
I would cuddle you for long
And seek shelter in your lap.
From the juvenile to maturity
At the life's vertical shaft
You have shouldered all the burden
To hold me aloft.
But the law of eternity
Will not allow this pair of ...
(The poem is based on a real-life incident and is being dedicated to a girl child of about seven years who succumbed to an intravenous injection and passed away in 1996, in the western part of India. The poet expresses her full regards to the doctor fraternity and does not intend to make them responsible in anyway)
Mother said, ' She is superb, we'll make her a doctor'
Father said, ' Maths is her forte, why not an engineer? '
Anything she plunges into she picks up well,
The parents als