Monday, May 4, 2009


She withered as I stirred…..
Emaciated by the unlit days  
of solitude…
of pain.


I stroked to revive her
I urged her to smell, to dream
of loveliness…..
of lyrics.


I dwelled in her essence
nurtured by her effervescence.
Now gone…
forever. 


And now am left forlorn…
Left with my tears and prayers
of sunshine,
of memories…

written by ananya chatterjee

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15 comments:

  1. JadisMay 4, 2009 at 3:10 AM

    i feel there's more unsaid to the poem than there is said... is it the unquenched pain of non-expression that gives this piece its forlorn air? i shall never know, for often is the poem unreachable to the poet, after it is born. and i am only the poet's mortal friend... :)

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  2. ananya chatterjeeMay 4, 2009 at 9:35 AM

    i cudnt hav defined my state any better..............thanks babe...i really feel better...

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  3. zeenatMay 4, 2009 at 10:38 AM

    amar khub bhalo legeche! :)

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  4. Story MapMay 4, 2009 at 7:23 PM

    tender, subtle.........as usual brilliant :)

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  5. ananya chatterjeeMay 5, 2009 at 12:01 AM

    thanks zee....finally...and amrita...mmuuuuuaaaahhhh

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  6. TheJhalMuri GuyMay 8, 2009 at 3:57 AM

    soulful and delicate....weaved fascinatingly....

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  7. ananya chatterjeeMay 8, 2009 at 7:39 AM

    thank u dear

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  8. neerajMay 9, 2009 at 8:11 AM

    Nice poem Ananya. Loved it completely. :)

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  9. ananya chatterjeeMay 9, 2009 at 9:29 AM

    hey thr...thnks...

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  10. suman sirMay 11, 2009 at 1:11 PM

    Very touchy and evocative of one's feeling of isolation in the absence of one's loved one,whom one had seen being absent ,perhaps through a process,however what's the significance of "prayer of sunshine" or should it have been prayer for ....?

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  11. ananya chatterjeeMay 11, 2009 at 1:12 PM

    sir thiki bolechen ota prayer for ii hobe of hobena :p

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  12. Americanising DesiMay 19, 2009 at 6:02 AM

    yabba dabba doo that actually spoke to me...
    wow ... you do justice to pouring!
    superb! :D

    p.s. you bengali?
    aapni kaimun aachin :D

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  13. ananya chatterjeeMay 19, 2009 at 6:43 AM

    thenku thenku.....that was very nice of u......

    and yes i m a bengali ar ami bhishon bhalo achi...apni kamon?

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  14. ani_asetJune 20, 2009 at 12:49 AM

    its hard to let go your love,and move on..
    well done :)

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  15. ananya chatterjeeSeptember 24, 2009 at 12:34 PM

    sure susan thanks......hugs for ya

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