Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,245 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Seashells - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Getting out from the waves
She walked away to the rice bran haze
As the summer heat drove the sands mad
I knew what she had gone for.

She would hunt it like a child any day
A few seashells if came her way
My skin burning and eyes dust borne
Moments all to herself she desired alone.

On the distant shoreline when she was a speck
Stirred me a tremor then a rumbling quake
What if so happens she is gone too far
Turned a sea nymph to return never!

The tides were falling weaving a lull
The sun slanted on the wings of gull
I rose up to find sand prints of her trail
She bloomed like a hope in her handful of shell!


Comments about Seashells by Pradip Chattopadhyay

  • Rookie - 89 Points Prasad Natarajan (4/7/2014 4:57:00 AM)

    loved the pictures you painted here! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 31,479 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/7/2014 2:48:00 AM)

    wonderful, very fine poem, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 7, 2014


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