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My Poetry Book: Ashoke Bhattacherjee
My Poetry Book: Ashoke Bhattacherjee
Ashoke Bhattacherjee
Table of Contents
Celluloid Dreams
Madness ......................................................................................... 2
Dusk ................................................................................................ 3
Dance of the Fairies ........................................................................ 4
Seeing you ...................................................................................... 5
i ....................................................................................................... 6
Together .......................................................................................... 7
Your Heart to Keep ......................................................................... 8
TGIF ................................................................................................ 9
words ............................................................................................ 10
she ................................................................................................ 11
soulless ......................................................................................... 12
beggar ........................................................................................... 13
Lunar Autopsy ............................................................................... 14
The Thin Red Line ......................................................................... 15
The Ordeal Of Albert Camus ........................................................ 16
Suicide .......................................................................................... 17
Solitude ......................................................................................... 18
Flying In A Blue Dream (with due regards to Satch) ..................... 19
Black ............................................................................................. 20
Celluloid Dreams
1
Madness
Let us be madmen,
Because sanity sells its flesh on the streets.
Let us be mad,
Because reason usurps even the last morsel
From the orphans' mouth,
To drape its gilded palaces
With the glitter of inanimate metals.
Let us be mad,
And talk to the walls at night,
Because the ears of sanity
Hear only the jingle of coins
And the applause of the herd.
Let us be mad,
And ravage through the sands of time
To discover a forgotten tune,
Because reason will only throw the sand
Into the eyes of those
Who dare to peep into its soul.
Let us be mad,
But let us not forget to pin our hopes
Onto the walls of tomorrow,
As reason will only use the pins
To puncture those hearts
That still beat,
That still bleed.
2
Dusk
3
Dance of the Fairies
4
Seeing you, I see,
What Adam beheld,
In Eve.
Seeing you The placidity of a lake,
The turmoil of seven seas.
Now I wait,
On the shores of eternity,
As waves from you,
Wash over me.
5
i
6
Together
7
nobody bleeds
cause the rivers have run dry
the fishes swim aimlessly in the night
sleep has one eye on the television
Your Heart to Keep only your heart catapults into my soul
someday i will not look into the mirror
someday i will burn my the pages of my reason
someday the moon will echo only the only the songs
of dust
till then i will preserve your heart.
8
TGIF
9
sulphur breath of gray automobiles
words petrified dogs n clocks
the ice that falls from her eyes
can it be broken
by the mere dereliction of words ?
10
she
11
its futile
the way wounded archers shoot their arrows
at the drunken moon
the night devours those who devour themselves
and the rest turn and toss
in their pillows of green desire
12
beggar
give me a hand
that stretched out in earnest,
has not become a razor's edge.
give me a word,
that says more
than the annals of red history.
give me a laugh
that surges unbridled like the tide,
pregnant with joy.
running parallel we cannot yet meet,
theres miles to go for the sake of our creed.
someday there won't be be a train to board,
till then our little failings, our little needs.
13
Lunar Autopsy
14
The Thin Red Line
15
Everyday
I repudiate the claim
Of what I am supposed to be.
Everyday
I negate all the reasons
That you can throw at me.
Endlessly,
I try to seek who I am;
But all the hows and whys
Remain elusive,
Cannot define my form.
16
Suicide
17
Solitude
18
Flying In A Blue Dream
(with due regards to Satch)
Blue pills,
Smoke rings,
cheap thrills,
Still not getting the glimpse.
19
Black
Everyday
I have consumed black.
Injected it, inhaled it, exalted it.
With the shadows i have embraced it.
The rain trickled with the sadness
Of your parting smile,
And the dampness wet my dreams.
In that infantile hour, time revealed its agony
Healing every sorrow, its own wounds wide open.
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