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Sohini Mukherjee Poem
Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?
You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?
I barely recognised your voice
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to be sung
Can you hear it dying?
Just one more knot
Tied up your body to the cot
I'm pouring the fuel around
Don't you smell it burning?
Goodbye my sweet love
Endure what you deserve
I've been waiting to burn you to ashes
Did you see this coming?
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With the morning begins my day;
Different roles I'm ready to play.
Again and again I am perturbed ,
But nature and emotions are undisturbed.
Silently, without a word, all needs I suffice;
Day to night, unsaid unconditional sacrifice.
What do I gain from all these duties?
Deteriorating my health and my fugacious beauty?
Still, I don't pretend, I take my job seriously;
As a homemaker and a mother, working audaciously.
If I don't follow my virtue as my duty,
Who else do you think will prove their loyalty?
(Rhyme Scheme- aa bb cc dd ee ff)
21/04/2016
P.S. This poem is inspired by my mother who is a diligent homemaker and the best mother on earth.
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Oh Chocolates!
My love, my happiness.
My consolation, my prize,
My sole partner in sadness.
One bite into you,
And I'm filled with ecstasy.
You are my drug, my dope,
My dream, my fantasy.
You are in milk, you are in biscuits,
You are my lunch, you are my tit bits.
Oh Chocolates!
My love, my happiness.
My desire, my reward,
My consort in darkness.
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Close knit family
Me, my sister and mom dad
Lot of love and care
But not together
Live in different places
Still miss each other
Phone calls and small texts
Video chats and emails
Keep us together
Visit once a year
Talk and gossip all the day
Miss them when return
Memories we keep
Of the lovely childhood spent
Always in our hearts
2nd May, 2016
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Sohini Mukherjee Poem
Castle On A Hill
I saw a magnificent castle on a hill
Its towers up high piercing the clouds
Conical roofs with slight golden shimmer
Brilliantly covered with a sunny shroud
But the walls looked old and tarnished
And the big metal portcullis was rusted
The moat was definitely all dried up
And the ditch was grime-crusted
I wonder if anyone lives up there
If there is a princess on one of the towers
I'd like to be her knight and rescue her
If only I could climb above that flimsy bower
But this castle looked way too old
And abandoned as it lost its glory
My fairytales had a different picture
They did not look this profane in the stories
Instead it looks like one of those castles
They show in horror movies and cartoons
With a thundery night, full moon and a wolf howling
Housing a big frightening buffoon
Yes, that must be it
Its nothing but a scary old mansion
I'm glad I didn't linger there long
So much for a monumental attraction.
20/04/2016
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The rose in my book
Both touch my heart
The song and the movie
No breaking apart
Tiny human bunnies
Aren't they adorable?
Memorable money
So invaluable
White is the new black, and day is night
Lets love them all and do not fight.
19/04/2016
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Oh lord! Please answer to my questions
Why is there sorrow everywhere?
Why men gain superiority
While women shiver sheathless in the utter winter?
They say children are God’s angels
Then why do the little angels sleep hungry and clotheless?
They say God helps those who help themselves
Then why do poor labourers work hard day and night
And earn nothing more than humiliation?
Why do they starve and survive roofless?
They say God has his eyes on every man
Then why do the criminals roam free
And the innocent men are crucified?
They say God has justice in His court
Then why is there no justice for those
Who have done nothing but good to others?
Where is the justice to the one
Who fights for his own rights?
Why don’t you listen to the hands
Which rise not just for prayer but to help the needy?
Why do true lovers not meet?
Why don’t they deserve blessings and satisfaction?
Why does the child of a soldier,
Who dies during war, not deserve his father’s love and care?
Where is the justice in your court, My lord!
Please, answer to my questions…
P. s. This poem is mainly wriiten on the Condition of Indian society.
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Dear mom,
Remember when i was little
I told you i wanna be just like you
Daddy smiled at my words
And you enjoyed it too
I have grown up now mom
And I know I have let you down
Not once but a hundred times
But you never gave up on me
We had fights, i cried all night
I made you cry too, but you still fed me
Everytime you had faith in me
And everytime you encouraged me
All those times I missed your presence
When I was about to perform on stage
I have realised how much you have done for me
I have realised how much you have given up for me
I have been mean, I have been heartless
But you have always forgiven me
And all my mistakes
And all those nights when i cried in sickness
You stayed up and look after me
And all those days you were bedridden
I made sure I took care of you
Just the way you did
I hope I am your reflection mom
I hope I am like you
Bless me, and love me
Just like you do
Forever, because I love you.
24/04/2016
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Gone
Never ever am I gonna forget
The ghosts of the past that trouble me so
You told me we were a team
You told me we were together
It was all a lie
A pityful sight wasn't I?
You carried my hopes
And put a sheet on them
I thought im being comforted
Until you put the sheet on fire
I was burning in agony of your painful words
How easy was it to bait me
I cried, my sobs died inside
I was awake all night
And you snored like a pig
I wasn't myself i kept thinking I'm worthless
So easy for you to refute my existence
You disapprove my decisions
My actions my imperfections
You don't like my attitude
But its not my own
Its your reflection
I'm done. I'm done obeying
I'm done waiting im done hoping
You are gone. You are here but gone
I want none of you anymore
I'll be gone soon too
Gone. For good.
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I Always wonder, who's the girl in the mirror,
Who seems so calm and composed of herself
and showing no emotions or sentiments.
I usually see her staring at me
and replicating whatever I do.
She seems to have nothing of her own.
As if she has lost her everything in the deep sea of sins.
I see her in the morning, with messed up hair.
I see her at afternoon, with a clumsy face.
I see her tiredly yawn at night.
And, sometimes I see her cheerless, helpless smile.
I know she does, whatever I do.
I know she can't feel anything on her own.
But I feel pity for her. And that is why I decide
To be happy, to make her feel good.
contest finalised on- 7th April, 2016
poem written in december 2015
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