Ratan Bhattacharjee

Ratan Bhattacharjee Poems

1.

Anger is a hydra -headed demon
A demon beating its furious wings
a volcano belching out fiery lava
a gloomy sky cracking thunders
...

I was lying under the heap of bricks
One two, ten, fifty, hundred, thousands...
I could not cry any more
They all fell upon me one by one
...

I am lonely
Even though one cannot tell
I am reaching out
Why I don’t know
...

Dont know why I loved YOU
but its true I LOVED you.....
So much love for you in my heart
All the birds in the sky could not sing it out
...

But I Miss You Most When You Don’t Miss Me….
When the sky becomes crimson red
I miss u
when the apple turns red from green in Kashmir
...

All on a sudden
The earth cracked,
Things fell apart
And the centre cannot hold
...

I kissed none in my whole life
Not even my wife
Nobody kissed me all my life
Not even my wife
...

8.

When I will die
My memory will disappear
like dunnest smoke in the air
Sorrow does not last
...

The wild flames of fire
Has engulfed us all
Bricks, mortars, stones
All things from the roof did fall.
...

Netaji Subhas
You are not dead,
You are alive
Alive for ever
...

Last night God met me on the street
He said, 'I'll give you a good job in the States'
He wanted to know if I wanted more
I said 'yes'.
...

I waited, I waited and waited long...
And hoped the mail would reach me
and enter the channels of my ear
like a song......
...

Waiting is a word
Waiting is a feeling
Waiting is friendship
A floating ship
...

I waited amid the roar
To let you know about the shore
You and I trod all alone
...

When you leave me
I feel wounded, uneasy and yet unshaken
I feel sad, unhappy but never forsaken.
...

I waited all night for you
And there was only one star in the sky
The moon was missing in the cloud
And the jasmine plant felt shy
...

Can one wake up while sleeping
If hope has flown away
If a vision dies with a bang
All that seem to be there
...

I had my sleeping pills in my hand
MJ died last night
Nothing but pills were found in his stomach
I have sleeping pills which are now banned
...

I am a phenomenal man
(Recalling Maya Angelou)
Hey, I am a man
Not Raymond’s ‘Complete Man’
...

My Unfaithful Beloved

So I took her to the sea resort
thinking she was mine
...

Ratan Bhattacharjee Biography

Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee is a well-known Indian-English writer who has to his credits more than 200 articles on contemporary issues of society and literature. He has done his Ph.D. in Amercan literature and specialised in the study of Theodore Dreiser and F.Scott Fitzgerald. His book 'F.Scott Fitzgerald: The Quest for Meaning and Pattern' has been acclaimed internationally. He is a regular contributor to Merinews.com. He has 27 years of teaching experience at the UG and PG level in different phases of his career in Vidyasagar University, Rabindra Bharati University, Bangabasi Evening College, Mankachar College and Gangadharpur College. At present Dr. Bhattacharjee is the Chairperson of Post Graduate studies in English, Dum Dum Motijheel College (PG Unit) , Kolkata, West Bengal, India and associated with International Theodore Dreiser Society, Philadelphia, USA as a member of International Advisory Board.He is associated with teaching at the PG level in the Rabindra Bharati University He has authored a number of books including fiction, tranlation of classical stories for children and poems etc. His flair for online journalism has been acclaimed globally.)

The Best Poem Of Ratan Bhattacharjee

Anger

Anger is a hydra -headed demon
A demon beating its furious wings
a volcano belching out fiery lava
a gloomy sky cracking thunders
a CSTC bus rushing on a smoky road
in the wintry evening

Anger is emptiness or losing
A girl being robbed of her angelic infancy
a nonagenarian mother denied her home
a lost child crying for its parents in the crowded local train
a child that loses her doll

Anger is the foamy sea writhing with pain
The sea that rolls its waves to knock the barge
Or the sapless champak losing its petals
Or a hilly town without the snowfall
Or on a fuzzy vista a lonely bird calls

Or when I cannot write a single line


Anger comes to me
I become really angry

Ratan Bhattacharjee Comments

Author Parineeta Sharma 16 April 2019

To Dr Ratan Bhattachajee You are a great poet.

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Dulakshi Wakista 11 February 2010

You've lot of creative power.Indeed I'm falling in love with your poems.I loved the way you expressed.My heart attached to your poems by reading.Specially your poem 'When every year valentine's day comes'.Great work.All the best.

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Ravi A 10 February 2010

You have a lot of creativity as a poet. Your verses are simple, readable, enjoyable and stylized. It doesn't give any brain raking efforts to a reader. Your themes are of variety and your tone is one of empathy and your voice philosophic. The noteworthy element is that every poem carries a puch in the concluding lines - a voice that is truly poetic and philosophic. This voice serves the real hub of your poems. This punch compels a reader for a long reflection and contemplation on the theme. I believe that this is the true purpose of every poetry. From this angle, your poems stand very much served to all of your readers. Thou hast a blest pen.

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Chitra - 08 February 2010

Your creativity flows through your writing skills. Your poems are deep in thought and unfold layers of meaning.

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Chitra - 08 February 2010

Your creativity flows through your writing skills. Your poems are deep in thought and unfold layers of meaning

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