Aparna Chatterjee


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She and I


The poetry in me
Is not mine
It is hers...
And she is not me
She is the lover
And I am the wife.

She comes in me
Time and again
The uncalled for guest
Yet I always play the host.

She details her sorrows
And I listen to her
Lending my patient ears
To her endless pathos…

She gives me love
And I, my sympathies.
She beseeches me,
Implores me,
Moving me to tears,
She cries with me...
Offering me her poetry.

I offer her my
Consolation.
Telling her to live on…
So that life gets its chance
As Death comes only once
And forever…

She has been true to life,
Yet life keeps playing
With her…
Enticing her
With the hope of miracles,
Prodding her to believe in God
And some faraway dreams to live for…

Yet reasons aplenty to die for…
If Death could only come
And relieve her of this tiring game
Where Life seeks her, pursues her,
To go on striving to live
Till Death finds her
Hounded and persecuted…
And tired of living life itself.

She isn’t a Coward –
She tells me
She’ll fight on…
I keep hearing her story,
The same old story
Again and again…
Yet she doesn’t bug me.

She says that
She is a part of me
I deny it, she accepts it.
And so, me and she together
With our denials and acceptance
Of each other…
Remain close confidantes
As she has the time for me
And I for her…

Loving him hasn’t been easy
She knows it, I do too…
Impossible living without him
Yet we both live on…

Addicted to love,
With his thoughts,
Dreams and desires…
Both of us -
Mere mortals living like animals
With pangs of hunger and thirst
Never going away…
Would there ever be
Any Respite?

Wish our souls had no bodies
And our minds were without hearts
May be then -
It would have been easier
To live on, to keep existing…
Like body-less souls and
Heart-less minds
Sans the pain, the tears
The feelings and desires...

In perpetual pain,
This existence…
She always tells me
And I always listen
Like a helpless friend,
Unable to heal the pain
She feels within me…

Submitted: Monday, August 07, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, January 22, 2014

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  • Wahab Abdul (1/22/2014 12:32:00 PM)

    the first stanza makes the poem explicit one., otherwise, beautiful, crafty and emotional. (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (1/22/2014 10:12:00 AM)

    Many congratulations for its being the poem of the day! Aparna Chatterjee!
    the poem is beautiful! (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (1/22/2014 6:14:00 AM)

    A beautiful detailing of love as a lover for making poetry..... just loved it for it's brilliance. (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (1/22/2014 6:12:00 AM)

    A beautiful detailing of love as a lover for making poetry..... just loved it for it's brilliance. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard Snyder (1/22/2014 12:23:00 AM)

    A lot of emotions in this poem. You wrote, I read, and I commend you on such a brilliant write! Loved it! (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (1/22/2013 3:46:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem. Absolutely loved it. Various aspects of one's personality and pain and endurance of life all coming together in harmony. Tried to leave comment earlier but couldn't. Hope it goes through now. (Report) Reply

  • Lynne Fincherspringarden (1/22/2013 2:01:00 PM)

    Being a woman I understand completely who She and I are. This is absolutely brilliant and beautiful - encompassing the full spectrum of earthly existence from hope to despair, from weakness to strength, from the feminine to the masculine qualities of our souls and that poet within. This is a absolute 10. (Report) Reply

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (1/22/2013 8:29:00 AM)

    a beautiful poem! t tried to comment for so many times, but it is not still easy to log in to the PH. Quite troublesome and tiring! any way congratulations! Aparna! (Report) Reply

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (8/7/2006 10:18:00 AM)

    The poem does not make it clear as to whom the words ''him'' and ''his'' refer to. One can only keep guessing. (Report) Reply

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