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Suvro Bhattacharya Poem
the moon bounced off the skyline
into my lonely bedroom
one or two steps backward
the dark walls of my agony
remained silent as ever
like the mute spectators
the moon was spreading
the wings of her dreams
into and beyond my eyelids
between the dreams
a slender man lifted
the lovely shadows of his hopes
not for me although
but how he walked into the
moon’s prelude-
only I could foresee……
and then he stepped into the thin air,
before disappearing completely,
into the night out of sight
i felt alone into the depth of night
i did not dare to breathe
or move…
only listening to those songs
of the melancholy dreams of the moon
the night leaned back
toward its own darkness,
and i leaned toward mine…….
©SriSuvro
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Come…
Like the ray of hope
An oasis amid the mirage
Bring back your rivulets
Inside my desert!
Spoonful of water
Caring tears!
Come…
Like the rainbow
In to the thickening twilight.
Let the smiling moon
Dance on the lips.
Where two eyes-
Singing in joy,
Dazzling vibes
With passionate dreams
Come…
Like the sea waves
Crushing ashore
Roaring midnights into the veins
Like the woman in love
©SriSuvro
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This is not a poem you want
Yet this poem is for you too
You may find the story obscure.
You may not like the truths underneath
These are not my words
Not my lines either
But the phrases and the dreams
The deeds and the mosaics
All or some, somehow reflect
In the mirrors hidden deep inside
You may find your mirrors
Broken or may be crooked
Mine are too obscure to find
The self and the soul
Only our ego
Like the Supreme One
Designed to remain alone
With none to surrender
With none to embrace
With none to share the loneliness…
These are not my words
Not my lines either
But the lines beyond our horizon
Beyond our apprehension
Yet I or you, or maybe we both
Find us in those mirrors
Obscure, crooked or broken…
©SriSuvro 11 Aug 2024
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Here the road ends
Here you can find me
If you ever come to this dead end
Of a road, you tried very hard
To penetrate, to step in, inside…
Inside your time, beyond your reach
I paved this road exclusively for you
For you to tackle the mystery of love
One by one, one step further into…
Into the seven seas of love…
And I, you know, as usual leaning
Leaning desperately to this dream…
One fine morning, you’ll find the key
To unlock your caged door…
Finding yourself stepping on your road
©SriSuvro 10th November 2024
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All his temper within!
In between her legs!
All his thirst very touching
Along her ****.
All his love pouring
In kisses
Wetting her lips on and on.
All his soul flooding
Her inside!
All their time is reaping
In flesh and blood.
Blood and flesh!
They are the world
When they are on!
They are the time
Penetrating deep
Inside each other!
And the space in between
Is the universe!
When night descends
On their bed
Witnessing organic temper
In gentle whisper.
©SriSuvro
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The fire was burning like inferno
Blood, burned fleshes of the people
Ashes of lost hopes and believes
Under the rubbles of the ruined city
And the skies beyond the river
Beyond the seas of human aspirations
Occupied by the invader and the allies
With the lies and hatred and arsenals
Again, those children without limbs
Among the shadows of the dead bodies
Smelling like burned fleshes, rotten
Yet, with memories- burning like hell
The leaders around the round table
Like those cannibals of Neolithic age
Beaming in joy, with wider smiles
Smelling human fleshes burned alive
Yet nothing was objectionable after
Those lies and deceptions of October 7th
As everything was just in accordance
With the Nakba, since 1948. Since long…
©SriSuvro 3rd August’ 2024
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Under the falling snow
let our privacy go!
Let the breath go on rocking....
Just drop down your secretes
in hurry!
Time is too short
To wait for the right moment
To make the right move
Every time…
Come on running to me
Not so softly with your bemused stride.
Not so gently like a virgin girl
Not so slowly like the widow
Waiting long in solitude
Here I’m with my balls
Hanging perpendicular
Like the pendulum
Keeping track of every second
Drop down your secrets
Drop by drop
All the falling snow will translate
Every moment for the next millennium
And entire humanity will repeat
The ultimate rhymes
Decoding the eternal codes…
©SriSuvro 5’ August 2024
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One step forward
Two step backward
Your face, your smile…
Your impulse, your fears…
With the open windows
With the music,
With the closed doors
With whispers,
Every day I wait
And I wait, with hope
Every day you call
And you call, with doubt
All the clocks
Since the beginning
Since the end
Remain confused ever!
©SriSuvro August 4’ 2024
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