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Debolina Chakrabarti Poems
The Poison Encounter
I saw that snake again! ! ! - A chill ran down my spine at its sight A distance fancy gathered in the darkest of my mind- I could feel its cold poison- touch yet over me again! !
Snapping Ties! ! !
I try put it up straight - you put it down, always. I try to keep the pace going
My emotions- strong, as they have been, but has all got frozen. Like a mighty glacier in the Arctic cold waters, it stands still, with no direction or destiny. Destination is not what I look for, - When the journey itself is so fulfilling.
Mind in flutters, - moving through some disturbed times- Peace in million pieces rest scattered around. Pain, choking normal breathes, with its suffocating air rests in no place, at all, Life's unsolved queries revolve around my confused entity! ! -
Walking down the same lanes- Alone all alone… My hands are searching for that touch again- all but in vain. I did not go looking for you, you just happened to me...
You have a heart of pity- But pity is not what I ask for. A heart that is blessed with love, What worldliness should it care for?
How blessed I was! That I had occupied that extremely caring and loving heart, even for a moment. Now the string seems broken- Every other things are curse to me.
Moments Of Non-belief
At times you become a stranger to me! Strange like a distant dream from a distant land … As if I cannot have anything to do with you- ever! !
You, By Me
I had been walking this long tiring road for ages. I met thousands of strangers with smiling faces. But I waited patiently… Waited patiently, - just to find them all mere look- alike.
Life- In Midst Of Dreams And Realities
Thousands of ruins I stand on- Yet my heart is full of content. Thousands of expectations which I misconstrued as my ‘dreams’,
Thousand lost souls beckon me from their darkest graves, long forgotten- Stretching their shadowy hands to me- they plead to hold them tighter, Their spirits infuses in- Making the pain afresh that I once felt when loosing them.
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The Poison Encounter
I saw that snake again! ! ! -
A chill ran down my spine at its sight
A distance fancy gathered in the darkest of my mind-
I could feel its cold poison- touch yet over me again! !
Pathetic! ! I had fought with its killing venom once-
I prayed hard to find the creature dead, once and for all.
But it still occupies its place- the old gold chest! !
I lifted the cover with trembling hands, and the hiss grew louder...
I took another careful glance at the creature's mesmerizing poison- eyes, -
And prayed to see it for the last time ever.
I locked the chest up with ...