Shakti Chattopadhay

(25 November 1933 - 23 March 1995 / Baharu, 24 Parganas / India)

The Key


Till this day here lies with me
Lost long ago, your dearest key
You open still that chest of yours?

Touching your lips, that beauty spot,
A new land has my own heart got?
Now, right now, I write to thee.

Your key is there in loving care,
The time has come for you to dare,
Please write, if you do want it back?

In memories of no big need
Your tears, malay.., lie like a seed
Please write, if you do want it back?

Submitted: Wednesday, April 04, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, April 04, 2012

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