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pradip chattopadhyay, 17 january 2012
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, 5 march 2012
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
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, 9 january 2012
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
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, 1 march 2012
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
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
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, 2 march 2012
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, 3 march 2012
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!
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