Anindita Bose Poems

I am that dream which you
have left behind since you
thought some dreams are
unreachable
...

Screams of those dismantled bodies
are now resting in silence, the water of
the river has washed the blood and the
dreams of those men who declared
...

two birds left me clues
about life and laughter

a tiny wriggling worm
...

I didn't spin dreams before I met you;
but those proved false and illusions too.
I wondered if life has a story to share...
Something fairy-tale-like: precious and rare.
...

mystic or just my presence
in this world of life

once there were powers within
...

Will the honey bees know that I have
destroyed their hive to suck the sweet liquid?

Few would come back to see the hive gone,
...

I need the wind to tell me that
the meeting can never happen

I miss the wind
...

If today my mother was on earth,
if she was with me now, I would
have suggested her a visit.
...

We all are there, we are
walking through that road

white hairs show up, the bed
...