Best Crossfire Poems

It began as a lovely September, 2001,  at least, it should have been.....
somewhere lost in the crossfire, between summer and fall
days growing short, and evenings long

But, things now warped into a sense of surreal.  What was seen, could not be real
As if bifocals...

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Turmoil looms over private skies
Thick with fog firmly affixed to a bedroom ceiling
Though squinting escapes clarity's eyes 
Of love and hate in the brotherly cloud of feelings

Of flesh and blood consumed with rage
Over jealous tirades turned warriors gun
As woeful stains turn the scrapbook page
On a...

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crossfire 
©Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
10/31/2014



Caught in the crossfire 
He bought a Greek lyre ( we must admire)
He harped on and on–a liar...

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