Debanjan Dhar [Thimpu] (14.6.1989 / Calcutta)
Poems of Debanjan Dhar
|1.||A Beat a Stone||7/4/2013|
|2.||A Whiskey Nursery -new-||4/6/2014|
|6.||Five Feet Ten||1/17/2014|
|8.||I brought you a whine||12/12/2013|
|9.||I Dont Have A Gun||7/3/2013|
|10.||I Would Leave No Breadcrumbs In The Alleyway||3/20/2014|
|12.||No one was home||7/3/2013|
|14.||Roll On Over||1/17/2014|
|16.||Songs from Silver Street||7/3/2013|
|17.||The Golden of the Dark Lake||7/3/2013|
|18.||The Sun Finds You||7/3/2013|
No one was home
It was in a Saturday afternoon that everything seemed to rhyme
As if all seasons had come back to their birth time.
A piano man played a trick from the back of the hedge,
The sun fed flower caught his act but listened to his pledge.
A river played along with the afternoon merry.
So did a white and blue china vessel with a blueberry.
A blue bird may have perched on the sill but no one knew
For the piano man had fled and the door mouse was in pursue.
No one was home when the golden chrome