Author: Indrani Chowdhury
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Childhood Chart
#PoetryParlour#AZatPP#Day3#C Childhood Chart My child, Brush your teeth,Wash your mouth,Eat your breakfast,Get ready like a scout..Ride your school bus,Reach your school,Listen to your teacher,Follow all rules..Then reach home safely,Eat without fuss,Play with your friends,Before attending tuition class..Then you can sing, dance, draw a little bit,Or play your favorite game,Remember, a little diversion is needed,To refresh…
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Meet My Mother
MEET MY MOTHER Her sindoor clad head, her gold bangles- Her Sankhya,Pola,Noya ,her Bata sandals- Her Tanth saree, her cotton blouse, Her half-hearted bun, her simple spouse- her marriage bed, her marriage album, Her marriage almirah, her Ponds’ Talcum- Her dressing table, her ladies’ watch, Her puja time, her call for lunch- Her kitchen room,…
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Camera Moments
Camera Moments Our imperfect, ambiguous existence, Where precious moments pass without much resistance. The ticking bomb called time turns the young to old, And the reminiscing souls laments that there is so much to be told. Hence camera becomes for us that visual storyteller, The time machine swapping present with the bygone era. A perfect…
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Dear Face Book Girl…
Dear Face Book girl… The fb (face book) girl in her fb world is sharing her radiant smile, The fb girl in her real world is supressing her painful sigh. The fb girl in her fb world pens her romantic tale, The fb girl in her real world is sensing her romance to fade. The…
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Rewinding Life
#Artoonsinn#PoetryParlour#Poattic-5#REWIND REWINDING LIFE What should I rewind? My untold miserable state of mind? Or that sudden surge of love blind? My scandalous freefall from the palace of illusions? Or my rapid, existential practical solutions? My tethered, unspoken, immolated self? Or my coming of age with my loved ones’ help? Those ceaseless moments of undiluted pain?…
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My Valentine Tale
My Valentine Tale I loved that boy who made me my first paper boat, I loved that girl who helped to keep it afloat. I loved that bell which ushered the school vacation, I loved that train which took me to a hill station. . I loved my cousins who took me under their wings,…
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Embracing Life
EMBRACING LIFE When words are reduced to meaningless, incoherent babbles, Highlighting our fears and undermining our struggles – When the spineless fear curbs the spirit of a cheerful mind, Painting it with its unholy color of all encompassing blindness – When life becomes listless, loveless and a continuous pain, Putting it in the quagmire of…
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Let my lies prevail
#Artoonsinn#PoetryParlour#Poattic-4 Let my lies prevail Can I claim that the lies of my life, Have soiled my heart? Or have they restored hope, To initiate a refreshing start? Will I ditch my lies, And embrace my raw truths? Or will I let go the truths, A friend so uncouth? Are my lies beguiling, bewitching, My…
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The fake love
#NaPoWriMo at#ArtoonsInn#PoetryParlour#Day23#Celestial bodies THE FAKE LOVE In her solar system, he was the sun, She revolved around him in her twentyfour hours span. The beckoning from the distant stars, Failed to evoke ripples in her heart. . She always revolved round and round around him, Like the potter’s mud moves in his spinning machine. She…
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An ode to the sunflower
#Poattic#Flowers #PoetryParlour#ArtoonsInn AN ODE TO THE SUNFLOWER In the deep quagmire of mirthless thoughts, of a truly lost soul, Hope hops like a rainbow, appreciating your role. Your are resplendent in the radiance of sun, Unmasking that perennial bliss of life, which will never wane. You are aptly christened as the…
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Sands of time
#Poattic #PoetryParlour #ArtoonsInn# Sands of time SANDS OF TIME The goddess of harvest, Demeter, Wailed in profound grief, Remembering her beautiful daughter, Persephone. Her anger reached its crescendo, As the sun depicted, how the perpetrator Hades, Slyly abducted her, to his underworld home. She cursed the moment, the time, When the despised god, Hades, Had…
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Dear life…
Dear life, Sometimes, you had thrown me to the wolves, For reasons unknown, And tested my resilience. Put my back on the wall, By throttling my confidence, And highlighted my disarrayed face. Put me on trial, For noncommitted crimes, And exiled me to an abysmal state of mind. Plotted revenge for deeds, Done with fair…
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Maa
Maa Her bold eyes welcomed my bald head amidst yells and pain, A totally round creature with a toothless mouth became her summer rain. Amidst conscious, semiconscious and unconscious state she yearned for my ugly sweet being, Thinking that only she knew the magic to transform me to some Disney queen. . Determined to create…
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I wish a writer loved me …
#ArtoonsInn#PoetryParlour#Poattic#I wish a writer loved me. I WISH A WRITER LOVED ME… I wish a writer loved me, as he could replicate with his ink and letters- The roaring delights of the savage lightning, Or, the exact aroma of my mother’s ambrosial cooking. The carefree beauty of a nameless, vagabond flower, bloomed in the wilderness,…