September 22, 2015 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION


Tanmoy Bhattacharjee






The husky groan of the leaves

Are coming

A lonely mother bereaves…

She benights the fervent hopes,

And prowess of her son.

Shedding tears

Over the Lifeless white.

Pieces of red fragrance

Shrunken overtly.

With poor eyeshot

She plunges into

The other tombs.


…The last embrace







I inquire … Rain



Music is yours, Rain.

You whisper

We hear

While oneness with earth

You make prosody

Of all the lives within

While you cry

We smile

But when we cry

Where are you, Rain?


Barren lands find meaning

You propel roots and fruits

But who will wash away

The filth of mind?

Let your drops be








Tanmoy Bhattacharjee

Tanmoy Bhattacharjee is a postgraduate scholar of English Literature. He teaches English in a High school and writes English poetry and nonfiction prose. Previously, a feature writer with a local English daily, Tanmoy hails from Raiganj, West Bengal, India. One his anthology of English poems Heights of Life is going to be published in September, 2015. Besides, he is regularly published in some nationally reputed journals and webzines like Asian Signature, The Contour, The Literary Herald, Langlit etc. Recently he has contributed his poem for the International Charitable Anthology Magnitude: The Awakening of Nepal.

1 Comment

  1. Arvind Passey September 22, at 07:39

    Ah! The charm of reading poetry that doesn't obfuscate but clears... thoughts that do not meander but lead. Loved the poems. Arvind Passey www.passey.info


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