Peerless Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Peerless



<span style='font-family: times new roman; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-weight: normal; '>Seeing him<br />
I don' t know<br />
Whether to<br />
Smile or cry<br />
<br />
Oh God, <br />
Why did you<br />
Make him die? <br />
<br />
You should have<br />
Made him <em>Amar</em><br />
The Immortal One<br />
For he' s the<br />
Inimitable One.<br />
<br />
None of those<br />
Singers can<br />
Replace him<br />
Not a single one<br />
<br />
He' ll always remain<br />
The Peerless One...</span><br />
<br />
<span style='font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-weight: normal; '>(dedicated to my Beloved Kishore; wrote this poem while seeing one of his songs, sung and enacted by him) </span><br />

Friday, July 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: personality
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