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Papparazi And Poetry | Chandril Chattopadhyay

January 11, 2017

Their eyes have a mixed metaphor of things I wrote and rewrote in my notebook
Because I could not feel that I was warm for a season

I run behind the gaps of tightly crossed alcoholics
In a vanity fair… [Read the rest...] “Papparazi And Poetry | Chandril Chattopadhyay”

Do not tamper my Blackboard with Pencil | Chandril Chattopadhyay

September 10, 2016

Blue
Is the sky;
Red is the sun;
Green are the leaves;
Yasmin: do not touch my new colours
Abbu bought it from Board Bazaar yesterday.
                     
                         We had five dreams meeting
At the University Road in “Peasha-War”:
Where on days … [Read the rest...] “Do not tamper my Blackboard with Pencil | Chandril Chattopadhyay”

let no sms speak for thy guilt | Chandril Chattopadhyay

January 13, 2016

Do you know that this room has been mine,
for the last 20 years?
many arrays of septadyed  arches
have steeped in after every rain
the little hole  in the glazed glass
would be let open
for my specked friends … [Read the rest...] “let no sms speak for thy guilt | Chandril Chattopadhyay”

Scooping Out the fidelity | Chandril Chattopadhyay

December 13, 2015

“kashmir shrinks into my mailbox
My home a neat four by six inches
I always loved neatness.now I hold
The half inch Himalayas in my hand”-         
                                         Agha Shahid

Ruh,
The letters that have reached are etiolated
And in it I … [Read the rest...] “Scooping Out the fidelity | Chandril Chattopadhyay”

Do you know that this room has been mine | Chandril Chattopadhyay

October 12, 2015

Do you know that this room has been mine,
for the last 20 years?
many arrays of septadyed  arches
have steeped in after every rain
the little hole  in the glazed glass
would be let open
for my specked friends 
… [Read the rest...] “Do you know that this room has been mine | Chandril Chattopadhyay”

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