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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 50

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


Has poetry lost her way?

Have the poets lost their way?

If one’s daily boring work is a dry desert,

oasis- the entertainment is TV, rock-pop, chatting...

The creative appearance of an oasis never coincides

with the creative appearance of poetry.

Who will listen to poetry?

Who will listen to the poets?

I fear, if poetry loses her way in midst of a dry desert.

I fear, if the poets sink in the quicksand.

My desert has an oasis- poetry.

Will it provide shade to a weary traveler?

I never know,

I wish to keep poetry alive,

in her heart I want to remain alive.

© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

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