Poetry

March 28, 2019 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

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By

Aneek Chatterjee

 

 

 

Before The War Begins

 

 

Let me count tears

before the war begins

Let me sense wounds

before the war begins

 

After the war, I’ll see

nothing; – no cottage, no tree, no smile,

no love, no trust. War will take away

green grass, melody and dreams

 

Only ravaged land, betrayed

looks, malnourished children

hanging from the arms of

wretched, raped mothers

 

Let me cry loud before

the war begins, because

I’ll have no tear left

after the war

 

 

 

 

 

Unknown Earth

 

 

Earth is dismantling

like a glass pane

steadily

without sound, but

bleeds within the

dark chamber

Known earth is drifting

away from sunlight

music, poetry, senses,

intellect;

slowly but surely,

in front of

a bewildered corpse

 

 

 

 

 

Aneek Chatterjee

Aneek Chatterjee is an Indian poet and academic from Kolkata and author of “Seaside Myopia: A Book of Poems” (Cyberwit.net, 2018). He has been published in literary magazines in the USA, Canada, Australia, UK, Mauritius, Philippines, Bangladesh and India. His poems have been included in eight anthologies also; — all published from the USA. Chatterjee has a ph.d. in International Relations. He also authored and edited 9 academic books and a novel titled “The Funeral Procession”, besides numerous articles. He taught at the University of Virginia, USA as a Fulbright Visiting fellow.

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  1. ANIRBAN Banerjee March 29, at 14:16

    Congratulations , Aneek.I fully share your thoughts on War.Our government is now thinking of taking the war to space.This is not bravery but foolhardiness Our scientists have warned that the destroyed satellite may pose a danger to space probes.Keep writing

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