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Book Review: Musings of a wanderer

Shreya Chatterjee is one of the very few poets I know and read who have managed to paint a picture with their words; her work is carefully and colorfully written. A good poem is one that jolts your mind into a graphic reel, where your forced to imagine, feel and see every action described in the poem and in turn creates a memory associated with it. “heard her bangles clink , Her anklets jingle...
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On the Beach at Night, Alone – Walt Whitman

Couple of nights ago i took a trip to the beach at night and it reminded me of this poem, thought i'd share it :) On the beach at night alone,   As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song, As I watch the bright stars shining—I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of the future.A vast similitude interlocks all, All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, ...
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Anthologies of love and loss

It stayed there, still and motionless... reminding her of the drunken and mad night that was the epitome and highlights of her emotions in the last few years. The pretence of an existence and just for the sake of living. It stayed there staring back at her, crumpled and creased on the floor , with a few buttons that rolled n sprawled away from  the scene of passion. She picked it up and it smelt...
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Purviews from work.

Cityscapes portray their outlines on my window architecturally  divine, telling a story of a creator they owe Above the buildings... the birds move on their migratory flight in a sequence so synchronised, never afraid of the height Below the buildings.. a man reads his morning paper while the older ones burn on the floor eliminating the news that was , keeping hi...
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Skies above Skies

There are skies above skies, In other places Where things don't happen at all; And there is no truth, And there is no lie. And when you try to find them, You never succeed You just imagine you have; And then they are gone, Because there never was one. There is a dream inside a dream, That no one has seen And only you make them happen; And there is no truth, And there is no lie. -P...
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