Chandradhish Ghosh : Writing

Flip-flop Flip-flop

Flip-flop Flip-flop

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Endless chatters, silent groans Hand in hand Sweat-stained clothes Free fall of sand Flip-flop flip-flop Endless walks, free flowin..
The lunatic

The lunatic

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


The lunatic walked alone He questioned himself, He asked questions that no one ever did “Would I burn the newspaper today?” &l..
Reflections off a shiny cup

Reflections off a shiny cup

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


I held the cup in my hand. I looked at my reflection on its shiny surface. It was somewhat flattened, my image, It seemed as if somebody pull..
An exodus

An exodus

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


‘It’ did not know how it was born,When time progressed,‘It’ realized its existence.It was alone, not knowing what to do.&ldquo..
Who pays the poet to write?

Who pays the poet to write?

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Who pays the poet to write?Is it the hurt that dwells in the heart?Is it the blank page, who waits eagerly to be filled?Is it the ink which beckons to..
Letters

Letters

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


The letters never cared They seemed to be comfortable with one another I observed them closely…very closely ‘A’ seemed to ..
The White Bird

The White Bird

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Have you ever heard the white bird sing?Or does it sing to me only?It sings me stories of the distant past…And of the distant present…an..
The clothes inside my cupboard

The clothes inside my cupboard

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


I opened my cupboard The clothes started dropping… One by one…. Oh…do you die of breathlessness too? Is it claustroph..
the laugh in the photograph

the laugh in the photograph

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Did you see how you laughed in that old photograph?I am sure you remember the moment, don’t you?The insanely stupid incident that prompted that ..

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