Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty Poet Narrative

At the Foot Bridge On River of Fire

At the foot bridge on river of fire
I saw the lanky devil of Derbyshire
He walked with a kind of amble
I had a good reason to tremble.

I borrowed trouble from his peer
Hundred dollars in yesteryear
He glimpsed at my furrowed face
I gulped for air and picked up my pace.

I was about to cross the skanky bod
But my steps were awfully flawed
He seized me and choked my voice
With hundred dollars I had no choice.

Then he cut a clean hole on my throat
I gave up the ghost under his gloat
In a loony night my timid limbs did bloat.

At the foot bridge on river of fire
I saw the yucky devil of Yorkshire
Oh I cannot tell you this story
I am dead I am sorry.





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Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Date of Submission: 07/19/2016
Poet: Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

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Connie Marcum Wong July 19, 2016 at 3:32 PM This is impressive Rajat! Well written with frightful imagery. Best of lick in the contest. 7 : )

Anne-Lise Andresen July 19, 2016 at 1:17 PM - A really powerful poems, Rajat - A cruel story that will give anyone goosebumps - A pleasure to see you posting - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Madhupriya Shanmugam July 19, 2016 at 10:58 AM Very nice chakrabarthy:) enjoyed