Atul Chandra Sarkar

You peep through frosty panes
Of my stanzas,
I may not have been able
To hold your slippery hand,
But your finger-prints
Are still fresh on me;
Your lingering aroma
Enlivens your unseen presence,
For me, it’s yesterday regained;
I recall our vows to cross,
All seven seas together,
Ripping tides and storms;
It’s then that I see our dream
Capsize mid-sea in splashes,
Thrashes of cold realities;
Oars of fantasy
Slip out of grip;
Our wrecked dream floats
With the current:
A petty, helpless driftwood,
Rushing to unknown destination;
My hysteric hand gesticulates,
Through heartless waves,
My flooded throat
Gasps for articulation;
It’s decibels are weakened,
In the rise and fall,
Of huge and small waves,
Widening the distance between us;
You blur out,
Into a gaudy horizon;
The colors of which,
I have borrowed to fill up,
The tumblers of words,
To compose my memories;
You have incarcerated me,
In an agonizing confinement;
For my deliverance,
I have incarnated you
In my poems!

Atul Chandra Sarkar

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Double Post Graduate in Philosophy and Sociology and LLB degree-holder, a Gold Medalist from Canning College, University of Lucknow, U.P. India. Presently engaged as Advisor (Industrial Relations) and Public Information Officer (Corporate) at Uttar Pradesh Rajya Vidyut Utpadan Nigam Ltd., Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India and is a Guest Faculty at Electricity Training Institute, Sarojini Nagar, Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh on the Right to Information Act, 2005. An Advocate registered with the Bar Council. Articles, poems and short stories have been published in popular National dailies like Pioneer, Northern India Patrika, Times of India, Campus Verse, Shaktivani, etc. A Blogger at Times of India's speakingtree and having a flair for oil painting. A democratic, liberal and humanist to the core.

Last updated June 24, 2016