Abhishek BhattacharjeeThe ChangeA whirling hurricane A swirling cyclone A turning tornado A quivering quake An uneasy unspoken-ness She screams in her silenceNov 20, 2017Nov 20, 2017
Abhishek BhattacharjeeTearsThe droplets dense with sorrow The goblets of poison which to borrow Escape, her cape, her nape, my lips Could burrow, sweet tingling of a…Feb 1, 2017Feb 1, 2017
Abhishek BhattacharjeeWhy do they talk ?Why do they talk ? This blabbering flock All these chattering, this meaningless mock Can’t they ever stop ? Look out for some sanity to…Dec 25, 2016Dec 25, 2016
Abhishek BhattacharjeeAnd then it startsAnd then it starts Like frequent farts Shooting like darts Arrows reaching the gallows Amalgamating with the hallowed And then it swallows…Jul 16, 2016Jul 16, 2016