Spandan Bhattacharyya

Saturated relationship, repelled the islands,
and they are disintegrated apart.
They wait for another cyclone or earthquake
which will reconcile them by part.... more »

Let the dreams go, go behind solace.
No use of fire in the extinguishing furnace.
No need to decorate the bed
in the light spotted darkness.... more »

If I am in love
I'll go to the river.

Let abodes get flooded... more »

You're always there secretly inside
I look for you in the light of my eyes.
After a long separation and tiring existence
in the midst of imagination, behind the mask and partition.... more »

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Staggered and stumbled
I found myself alone, oneday.
Living in solitude with patches of dreams,... more »

The fantasy required for livelihood
is captive in the clenched fist
in the camouflage of darkness
in the undulation of the wrapper.... more »

She is busy, she is crazy
she is a quinine pill.
She is frugal, she is lethal
she never pays the bill.... more »

I aspire to be the owner of a factory,
that will produce, only poetry.

The factory will have a machine of it's kind,... more »

In the midst of silence,
sounds destruction,
the relentless noise of the falling stars.... more »

The train passes by and not waiting for me
And I stand alone alongwith thee

The doors are knocked, the tears are wept... more »

Travelling down the memory lane
is not all black 'n white.
Travelling down the memory lane
is not all lacking light.... more »

Reading twenty thousand good poems
can make one write a good poem
Reading twenty thousand good stories
can make one write a good story... more »

Living alone
like the stars of the night
Weaving the dreams
Then... more »

Your poetry has no fullstop,
the only furtive comma has multiplied
the solitude of the poetry manifold.
This sleepless poetry flows tirelessly... more »