Moloy Bhattacharya

Rookie - 193 Points (Burdwan, West Bengal)

Confession Of An English Opium Eater - Poem by Moloy Bhattacharya

In the dead of night
My eager heart leaps in joy
When the tiny green dot
Ensures your silence presence
I can feel your breath that
connect me with you in facebook.
The effect of booze makes me frank
Through chats you cross all barriers
Intimacy grows with virtual touch
Eyes strained to steal the verbose.
Each word written in utter drowsiness
Speaks more of your mind, your secrets
By then the holy water buries my senses
With a jerk I hurriedly look at the screen
After a bark heard from few street dogs.
Messages ejected to tranquilize the body,
So warm, so touching, so sensuous
Rob my heart and my slumber.
At dawn, get a loud knock on door
And realized it was a dream that I bore.


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  • Gold Star - 36,896 Points Gajanan Mishra (1/12/2014 6:38:00 AM)

    I realized in the dead of night, I like it.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 12, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014


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