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pradip chattopadhyay, 25 april 2012
Tale of a Hanging
Time is running out and what a heck
A few moments from now, they'll break my neck.
A shiver down my spine, I'll be no more
The noose is ready, and so is trapdoor.
Here they come, for my last statement
Going through rituals, it's my predicament.
Someone asked if I would make a will
What I would like to have for last meal.
I'm so scared, dimmer gets the light
There's no way I can have an appetite.
My head is jumbled, my thoughts in a mess
The hangman is ready, they give me my dress.
My feet are so heavy, it's hard to stand
Not wasting time, they drag me by hand.
The gallows looks ominous, I'm dead pale
Just a few steps and I'll be in hell.
The world is so alive, I'm in no mood
They pinion me tight, put on the hood.
The lever goes bang, tightens the noose
Down I go, hang limp and loose.
pradip chattopadhyay, 4 april 2012
Bloodless War
We are living in war times
You can’t see the blood though
The air is thick with it.
We are right, we are better
We stand for all that is good
We are in no mood to listen
Tolerance is the last thing in our mind.
People say there’s so little war
There’s so little bloodshed.
The war now is of terrifying silence
More ominous, more destroying
Cutting through love, endurance
Eliminating relationship, humanity-
Perpetrating a bloodless coup
Where blood is not seen, agonies aren’t heard!
We are amidst war each against the other,
Silent, bloodless but more macabre!
pradip chattopadhyay, 15 march 2012
Gone are the Keys
You are out of touch
So long so much
Trapped in the box
While the outside knocks.
A hectic day late night
Steal from you dawn’s light
Always busy chasing a farce
You have no time for night stars.
Maybe you regret you may curse
Missing to listen what wind whispers
Missing the spring the autumnal blue
You have no clue to the box you glue.
Meantime the colors come and go
In the pearly moon the heavens glow
You have no time outside the box
Gone are the keys to open the locks.
pradip chattopadhyay, 13 march 2012
Woman's Story
You bring to this world all happiness
But just a look at your face
Tells of the silently borne sorrow
Of agony today and no hope for morrow!
You are deemed stoical painless
But just a look at your face
Tells of the many death of dreams
Of a life lived by men’s whims!
pradip chattopadhyay, 9 march 2012
If You Know
Love if you know to endure pain
Love if you fall to rise again
Love if you don’t mind the price
Love if you are ready for surprise.
Love if you know how to stick
Love if you believe in its magic
Love if you are ready for rough ride
Love if you can go against the tide.
Love if you wipe your tears dry
Love if you know to silently cry
Love if you know and you truly mean
In the end for sure love will win!
pradip chattopadhyay, 5 march 2012
I Didn't See
The world I did roam
Sea bottom to mountaintop
But close to me near home
I didn’t see on leaves the dewdrop!
pradip chattopadhyay, 5 march 2012
I Don't Need a Drink
I don’t need a drink
I’m drunk with
Nature’s light and sound
Drunk with the gift of
Each day of life
Drunk with the thought that
I’m here to stay
For another day!
pradip chattopadhyay, 5 march 2012
The Wonder that is Love
If love’s wonder can’t do it
Nothing can
If hearts can’t meet
We don’t stand a chance, man.
If love’s wonder can’t do it
Nothing can
If our paths never meet
We aren’t anywhere, man.
If love’s wonder can’t do it
Nothing can
Coz hurdles only love can beat
Nothing is more powerful, man.
pradip chattopadhyay, 3 march 2012
Sharing the Earth
There’s enough on this earth
Not enough for man’s greed
Nature’s resources have no dearth
But for us the ravaging breed!
Think we own we dominate
For the others we decide fate
We care little for their distress
The world is ours only our place!
Invading forests filling wastelands
God’s design we spoil with our hands
Blissfully forgetting that for us to survive
The others sharing the planet must also thrive!
pradip chattopadhyay, 2 march 2012
The Sunshine Spot
A dim shadow of memories of a time that flew away
In the sunshine spot of heart, the child is still at play
The child is still there, his face glowing in smile
Though what came of him traveled many a mile
He wanted to be a man; it’s what he really willed
He didn’t know the vagaries of life’s battlefield
Man he did become steering the rough ride
But the child survived somewhere deep inside
It’s what makes us go, keeps our heart clean
Always lying there, in the sunshine spot within!
pradip chattopadhyay, 2 march 2012
Only She Can
The child is smiling, sunshine surrounds her
Let sorrow never touch her, she has to go afar
The child is innocent, simple is her life
She will be a woman, someday someone’s wife.
The child is smiling, her face a beaming moon
It doesn’t stop here, a woman she’ll be soon
Now she doesn’t care, she is free and wild
But she has to grow up, can’t remain a child.
The child is running, abandoned and gay
Let it be like this, like this let her stay
But it’s in her nature, to become a woman
To make the world beautiful, in a way only she can.
pradip chattopadhyay, 1 march 2012
You Aren't Sure
There on the rock wall
The sun kisses the last time
Then it bows and bids farewell
For the evening to spin her rhyme.
But you hope there’ll be a morrow
The transient night will end
The darkness will be a passing sorrow
With the new dawn you will amend.
There on the mountain peaks
The sun clings one last time
Then another world it seeks
Here the evening spins her rhyme.
But you aren’t sure there’ll be a morrow
And the night that arrives will end
The darkness will be a passing sorrow
Gifting you a day to amend!
pradip chattopadhyay, 1 march 2012
Remembering the Poet
They mourn the dead
Though with time the memories fade
He was nice they say
Good responsible kind
In life a fruitful stay
He would live in their mind.
He was a loving dad
To her a good husband
They all feel sad
His exit from this land
Thus they praise his glory
Each with a different story
But such is his fate
None remembers the poet!
pradip chattopadhyay, 29 february 2012
A Note for Me
You left me a piece of note
Many seasons ago
I moved away I forgot
It is stuck in my heart though!
When I open the window
It comes with the light
With the winds the words blow
Comes back in the dream of midnight
I have forgotten the words though!
It remains with me a musical note
The tunes of which still flow
I moved away I forgot
It is stuck in my heart though!
pradip chattopadhyay, 8 february 2012
The best place for truth
“Wake up Jane, got something to tell you,
I have ceased to love you”.
“Oh, I knew it all along”, she said,
“but didn’t let you know I knew!”
“I knew you were soon done with me,
but made it up by a pretense of love,
and it must have been so painful for you”.
“Why, Jane? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“cause sometimes the best place for truth
is in the heart, that’s why!”
“what’s the truth you guarded in your heart?”
“it matters little to you, my selfishness”
“what selfishness?”, I cried,
“loving you knowing it would not come back!”
I woke up from the dream and knew….
I couldn’t let it out of my heart!
pradip chattopadhyay, 1 february 2012
Because I got you easy
I haven’t ever known you, truly -
I got you easily, without a price.
It’s like the closeness of the birds
To the silvery clouds,
The treetops’ brush with the sky,
Too known is your face.
How could I ever know you were priceless!
pradip chattopadhyay, 25 january 2012
Still the Stranger
Yesterday you were a smoke,
The wisps of clouds on your face
Barred my view of you.
I was fool enough to think
I could penetrate your layers.
Yesterday you were an unread book
The cover on the hidden words
Barred my view of you.
I was knave enough to think
I could read you out to the end.
Today you are still the stranger
With a stranger that’s me!
pradip chattopadhyay, 21 january 2012
Hug Land
On a shore where the waves embrace the sand
Lies the hug land.
“No words, please, we only hug and kiss”
is all you will find,
speaking there is only with mind!
They were not late
To know words only complicate,
Makes a mess
Of what the heart says.
Rotten clichéd stale
They more often fail
To make the desired sense,
More potent is silence.
Lover, sister, brother
Each hugs the other
In this faraway retreat,
They hug anyone they meet.
pradip chattopadhyay, 19 january 2012
Her Coming of Age
The golden tinge of the shy sun
Peeked onto her pinkness
The youthful night was full of fun
Leaving residues on her face!
Whole night the storm blew
That no cover could protect
Denser the darkness grew
Hankering for a climax perfect!
It’s still there the bed sheet
Spotless without a stain on it
Gone is the storm with its rage
Pinkness stolen, she has come of age!
pradip chattopadhyay, 18 january 2012
Coming of Rain
The prelude is a dark cloud
On the soil the drop’s din
Overcoming the arid shroud
The earth is once again green.
From the soil the earthworm burrows
Will pour out heart’s hidden streams
Burying the slumber of the morose
Reviving the dormant dreams!
pradip chattopadhyay, 17 january 2012
My Tears Softly Land
On the white canvas
My tears softly land
I know color is precious
And it is in my hand.
No color could wash them
The tears black and white
Through times ever the same
They drop to blur my sight.
It comes in the shape of a face
A look forlorn and sad
Pleading for only a little space
From a race obsessed and mad.
I know color is precious
And it is in my hand
Yet white remains the canvas
By tears that softly land!
pradip chattopadhyay, 9 january 2012
How to Weave a Dream
Quietly you made, your way into my heart,
Without your knowing, without making a start
It was all my doing, only I knew
How to weave a dream that could never be true!
You never knew, my heart pumped quick
How could you, it was one way traffic
Without giving anything, you took it all
You couldn’t ever, it was my call!
I built the castle, it was on sand
I felt your warmth upon my hand
Only I could do it, you never knew
How to weave a dream that could never be true!
pradip chattopadhyay, 30 december 2011
Not Seeing You For Long
Just a thought of it and I lose my cheer
I missed you a lot in the preceding year
I can’t blame you; it’s not your fault
Our not seeing each other happened by default!
It so happened we missed each other’s face
Encounters were replaced by texts of sms
Words were few, though sometimes we called
Technologies conspired; our meetings got stalled!
Years rolling by, times so fast fly
Relations are stuck at ‘hello’ n ‘hi’
Wiser we are growing, a smarter human race
We have little time to see each other’s face!
pradip chattopadhyay, 28 december 2011
Beyond the Nightmare
The clouds scare me
I forget to sing
life is like a dead tree
I don't see the silver lining!
Worried grows my face
at the smallest darkness
Islands of light I miss
pale and cold is your kiss!
Yet I know it's within me
to rid the phantom and be free
revive the dream and dare
to go beyond the nightmare!
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