Shakti Chattopadhay

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

The Key - Poem by Shakti Chattopadhay

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?

Comments about The Key by Shakti Chattopadhay

  • Silver Star - 3,857 Points Wahab Abdul (11/10/2013 1:24:00 PM)

    this is really beautiful.. i have written also a poem called '' the key ''.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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