Thursday, January 9, 2014

Poor, yours and defined

by Poulome Mitra Shaw

I want to meet you over heartbreaks
When your eyes will caress the purple rings under mine,
I want to meet you across closed doors
When we just have memories spilled across the sides,
I want to meet you over your crumbling years
We won't have our passionate denials,
I want to meet you over some infidelities
I will dissolve myself in contained deities with my religion tr...aversed.
I want to meet you over fun, frolic and picnics
I can be wary of your eyes following me in weightless love
I want to meet you in insomnia
In silent darkness, on a pink bedspread, in timeless connival of moist cocoa butter
seething restless on my misty skin
I want to meet you when you walk away
When I go prophetic to deny my blinding fears
I want to meet you in a cemetery, exhausted over bodiless souls
Who knows, you may descend to the memoirs on the pungent smell
You may return to the madness of love and life
I want to meet you in hospital beds
My last wounds will birth you in healing.
I want to meet at the church then
To belong and to be your bride.
Dressed in all that finery of convictions
Rich, poor, yours and defined.

13 comments:

  1. Upal DebJanuary 9, 2014 at 9:25 AM

    A poet in the horizon...seeds bursting..will write better in the days ahead. One suggestion to this poet: write what pokes your heart, what incubates for long. Publishing poems is easy these days. We want poems which refuse to leave us. Best wishes.

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  2. Amitabh MitraJanuary 9, 2014 at 11:07 AM

    Enjoyed reading your poem

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    1. Poulome ShawJanuary 9, 2014 at 12:00 PM

      Thank you :)

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    2. Poulome ShawJanuary 9, 2014 at 3:46 PM

      And Sorry Amitabh da I didn't send in my piece for the Delhi Anthology. I will certainly do it for your next one.

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  3. Basudeb SenJanuary 9, 2014 at 2:06 PM

    I agree with Uppal Deb

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  4. Sanjukta DasJanuary 9, 2014 at 2:46 PM

    Poulome your poetic rendition is simply mind-blowing!!
    Although it looks easy and easygoing.... in reality it is a verbal painting of tears and blood...
    That is exactly what I feel when I read your work of Art! It evokes a pain of some undeniable facts of life..
    .I simply love your Art!!

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  5. Marshwiggle23January 9, 2014 at 3:35 PM

    Dear Poulome - getting a poem published in Camel Saloon is no mean feat. This is a good poem, it touches my heart and it won't leave me. I can see that these feelings have been there in your heart for a long time and have come forth as good poetry. Thanks for letting me enjoy it.

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  6. Poulome ShawJanuary 9, 2014 at 3:38 PM

    Thank you Dr Koshy. Honoured.

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  7. Nitya JacobJanuary 9, 2014 at 11:14 PM

    Dear Poulome
    Great writing of unrequited love. Why the camels?
    Nitya

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  8. Poulome Mitra ShawJanuary 10, 2014 at 4:06 AM

    It's not elephant saloon that's why!
    Thanks :P

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  9. AnonymousJanuary 13, 2014 at 12:08 AM

    Beautiful and heartfelt.Has Poulome stamped all over its rich images. Very well written
    -Reena

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  10. Poulome Mitra ShawJanuary 13, 2014 at 11:51 AM

    Thank you Reena :)

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