Daily Sojourn by ANEEK CHATTERJEE

[tabby title="Poem"] Emotions search channelsto float outside. Some are open,but many remain closed. Through open passagesjoy, pleasure, glory andvictory sail out quickly. My id, pains, defeat,anguish and agony alwaysstumble on blocked alleys. I survive daily; inflatedand deflated, to feelfresh leaves,...

Clothed by ANEEK CHATTERJEE

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A friend recently urgedme to write socially conscious poems. And I became verypuzzled. I really do not know what is social and what isconscious. When I get conscious, my subconscious revolts. Whenmy subconscious propels, my conscious devours....

Wordsmith by ANEEK CHATTERJEE

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] You’re the onlywordsmith on earth, the autumnafternoon whispered to me. Green grass I walk on, are words.Wild flowers are words.Some pink and some yellow fruitshanging from trees, tell me the fruitsof words. I hear them gossipin low...

SEARCH by Aneek Chatterjee

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Long back, father told menot to get myself locked inside.‘Go, see the world, meet humans’. I went outMet many persons; ---tall, short, thin, fat. Fat, short, thin, tall.I met many Advertising Boards; ---on the side walk, above....

Square Field by Aneek Chatterjee

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Suddenly four cannons in four cornersof the square field fired, in tandem.& we ran towards the middleof the field,with a big radio set on shoulder.Viv Richards was a cannon,solid & aggressive.& we, Madan Lals & Kapil Devswere...