Pradip Chattopadhyay

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

Pradip Chattopadhyay Poems

1. Ritual 2/27/2011
2. Eternal 3/2/2011
3. Blasphemy 3/3/2011
4. Within 3/4/2011
5. Women 3/8/2011
6. Tsunami 3/11/2011
7. Valentine 2/14/2011
8. Once 2/24/2011
9. Search 3/29/2011
10. What's The Time 4/1/2011
11. Dream Stealer 4/1/2011
12. A Little Of Me 4/6/2011
13. Monsters & Angels 4/13/2011
14. Waste 4/21/2011
15. I Became A Poet 4/22/2011
16. A Little Pause 5/4/2011
17. The Blank Page 5/17/2011
18. As If It's Last 5/30/2011
19. God Who Kills 6/1/2011
20. The Bird And I 6/2/2011
21. A Civilized Onslaught 6/3/2011
22. A Dark Abyss 6/7/2011
23. Burning Hot 6/7/2011
24. The Taunting Silence 6/11/2011
25. Everytime You Smile 6/13/2011
26. The Blood Is All Over Me 6/14/2011
27. A Hollow Nothing 6/15/2011
28. A Blind Lane 6/16/2011
29. A Tale Of Four Lives 6/17/2011
30. Because I Am Not There 6/21/2011
31. Longer Than Eternity 6/28/2011
32. My Dad And Mom 6/30/2011
33. Impermanence 7/16/2011
34. The Mead Was Green 7/18/2011
35. Music 7/26/2011
36. Never Lost 7/26/2011
37. Bliss 7/26/2011
38. Earth Mover 7/26/2011
39. Bird's Wish 7/26/2011
40. My Child 7/26/2011
Best Poem of Pradip Chattopadhyay

Graduation Class

This is my graduation class
and I have bunked quite a few of them.

terrifyingly I realize it has to be a long time

for I am frantically looking for the college
the home of my graduation class

and here I am groping to get my way back
asking people the way to my college!

Must be my long absence playing tricks on my memory
but that hardly makes sense.

At last I find out the iron gate

from there a narrow passage shows flight of stairs

but my class, which floor is my class?

doesn't strike me the hush
as I run up the ...

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Thoughts

Lying for long but always new
Hunt out the poet lying in you
Never anchoring he always sails
Quietly weaving fairy tales
Traveling forever to faraway lands
Picking pebbles from distant sands
Shaping your thoughts
Spinning your dreams
Calling the shots
Living the whims!

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