Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,250 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

The Woman I Romanticize - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

The woman I romanticize.
Her abode is not in my mind
She has no place in my heart
Her face is not in my eyes
Her frame is not in my dream.
Who is she then?
Where I found her?
When I met her?
Where is she?
You know it as do I.
She isn’t someplace
She isn’t someone
She isn’t part
She isn’t full
She isn’t love
She isn’t passion
She isn’t dead
She isn’t alive
She’s one I made
In my bid to survive!


Comments about The Woman I Romanticize by Pradip Chattopadhyay

  • Veteran Poet - 1,228 Points Thomas A Robinson (6/23/2013 8:30:00 PM)

    Are you wishing you life away?
    A shadow crutch to crush your limp?
    Life is too short to have a make believe life. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,860 Points Dave Walker (6/22/2013 4:27:00 AM)

    A great poem. We all need something in our imagination.
    A great write with a great flow. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 353 Points Nasarudheen Parameswaran (6/22/2013 3:39:00 AM)

    A dream girl in imagination is a solace to pacify or passion.The thought of the reader develops eagerly to end in a dot. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 22, 2013


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