Wingless

Atul Chandra Sarkar

When I’ll depart,
They shall tell others,
That I always envied,
Birds and insects,
I craved for wings;
I wanted to fly high,
Like a gas balloon,
I wanted to touch
The sky, as a kite,
I wanted to flap,
Chaste white wings
Like an Angel;
None of which I could
Ever do,
Making them wonder,
How I have flown
To the Unseen:
Wingless.

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Atul Chandra Sarkar




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ABOUT THE POET ~
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 23, 2016