Those
Belongings
That belonged
To him...
Make me
Feel that I
Still belong
To him...
Vivid
That vivid
Dream of
Me being
In Kolkata
And gazing
At the Ganges
Made me realise
That a part of me
Still belongs to the
Ganges
Find
People
Are
Visiting
Various
Places
To find
Peace
I just
Want to
Live in your
Heart to
Find peace
Her
Her
Photo
Full of
Pain...
Made me
Realise
There were
Lots of
Droughts
In her life
Not much
Rain...
Muted
Separated
Widowed
Divorced
Women
With their
Muted
Sex drives
Where do they
Go to satiate
Their drives?
Or do they remain
Frustrated with their
Frustrating sex drives
For the sake of
Sticking to the label
Of propriety in this
Primitive, puritanical
Society
(pertaining to some sections of our Asian society that abound with hypocrisy and double standards)
Nobody
When
There's
Nobody
To talk to
Even the
Postman
Would do
(wrote this after seeing an elderly neighbour who lives on his own and looks out for people to have a chat)
Height
Height of
Sycophancy?
Don't need to
Go to Indian
Offices....
In Facebook,
You can see
;-)
Themes could be Flattery / Buttering / Toadyism / Flummery / Puffery
Gone
Gone are the
Days when
The wife...
Would just
Deck up
For her
Hubby to
Enjoy :-)
Thanks to
Social media
Now she
Decks up
For the whole
World to
Enjoy :-)
Survivor
Sometimes
I feel, I'm the
Only one
Fighting for
Life
The rest have
All given up
On life
Theme: Survival
(wrote these lines thinking about the sailor in this scene)
Blame
Nothing
Goes your
Way
Blame it
On God
As if
All your
Problems
Have been
Created
By God
And will be
Sorted by
God
I Feel
I feel your
Embrace ~
All over me
Death,
You've
Finally
Come to
Rescue
Me ~
Never
You'll never
Know who
Am I when
I write....
I may be
He, she
You or me
When I write
(Theme: Role-Playing, pertaining to many of my poems)
All the above Poems are © Aparna Chatterjee 2015
Images © Getty Images dot Com (Courtesy: Boloji)
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