Surabhi Bhattacharjee
(India)
NEVER KNEW WHY?
I never knew
why
I plucked
you
from the secrets
of
my own blues
And
you remember
our silence
that wait
endlessly wait
with
few birds
kitchen smoke
two red and black ants
inside two red and black short rooms.
One boiled
with
poetry,language and smokey eyes
another mute through
years of silence
turned into purple to violet
under high colour skin
And
I never knew
why plucked
you
under these
blank lines
where
ink contained
you…
ALLEYS THAT I LEAVE
If legend come alive to a dreamer
eyes are fixed in it with glad surprise
so many years ago
it was an afternoon like today, I had sat many times before
beside my old chair, I had open my notebooks
found the names I had written
no more today
I turned my face over the darkness of my room
now I can’t remember
when cattle crossed the road, wagons quickened on the streets
Two butterflies went out at noon, and a spider sewed at night.
Cuckoo’s walking on summer’s melodies, jewel led with raindrops and mango tress
just try to think nine years old girls
with whom I used to play »dollhouse »
where my loved ones dwell
try to write it down
the love that i have known.
These days
sometimes they just
move in my mind
a little by little.
Life that my life seeks
couldn’t meet it at all
so I went back to where i was
beside the same chair
without a word ,waiting for
legend come alive to a dreamer…
IN SEARCH OF WARMTH
Words I never spoke
supposing you would hear
words I never heard
supposing you would speak .
In search of warmth
I enter a cafe
swig a mouthful from the steaming cup
and gaze through the piece of window
at the outer screen world .
But only your visions
weave
drunkenly
weave
within and without
where burning memories kept secret
between memory and forgetfulness.
In the vastness of universe
my words split
like isotopes.
My presence, my situation
and my very nature class
smash, scatter into smithereens.
Where I hold all this is
my own life
remains with me
hanging on my own wall.
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Surabhi Bhattacharjee, founder and Editor-In-Chief of »ASIAN-SIGNATURE ».
She is a Research scholar, emerging poet, writer, essayist, activist and translator.
Her works maintain focus on social issues, linguistic identity and feminism. Her articles and poems have been profiled in several international newspaper and magazines.
She likes Nature and spirituality.
http://deeps-creativemind.blogspot.fr/2012/07/sin-poet-anupam-naskar-translate-by.html
http://imaginationofform.wordpress.com/2011/10/26/surabhi-bhattacharjee/