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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!

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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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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.

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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!

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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!

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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!

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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!

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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!

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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.

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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.

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My Tears Softly Land

Beyond the Nightmare

The Wonder that is Love

Still the Stranger

Not Seeing You For Long

How to Weave a Dream

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Her Coming of Age

Hug Land

Only She Can

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