Ipshita Chakraborty


Come Hither - Poem by Ipshita Chakraborty

Lay me on a bed of dreams, sweet love
I'm not strong or willing anymore
The lightness and weight of my obscure truth
I cannot carry further, I cannot endure;

Lift me up and throw me to the skies, my sweet
So I may be caught in a soft, mad cloud
I have let go, now I need you, invictus
Hold me gentle, to hear me loud.


Comments about Come Hither by Ipshita Chakraborty

  • Rookie - 243 Points Palas Kumar Ray (10/4/2008 2:28:00 PM)

    Feelings are screaming for someone to come and share.
    Nice imagery telling the truth of life.The passion need be shared.
    10/10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 19, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 20, 2008


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