Poetry Series Pradip Chattopadhyay - poems - Publication Date: 2012 Publisher: Poemhunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive Pradip Chattopadhyay(28.01.1961) Creative Copywriter who also loves to express his thoughts in rhymes. www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 1 10 Kittens Ten kittens in my home now Ten little brats Their mothers never knew how To catch the cupboard rats! Their mothers never knew how To go for hunt and prey How the kittens would learn now Anything other than play! Their mothers never knew how To pounce on a mouse The poor kittens are all now Just idling in my house! Their mothers never knew how To make their own food Why still the lazy kittens now Making me feel so good? Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 2 11/12/13 A funny date getting messages that say HAPPY DAY It's a happy day a wonderful date only when seen the English way but the wonder is gone when it's arranged American 12/11/13 Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 3 1924: A Love Story The day you walked in Stood on my door You were nineteen I was twenty four. A look at your face Weakened my knees In your sweet fairness I experienced bliss. Throbbed hard my heart My body felt so light That spelt the start Of my love at first sight! The day you walked in There wasn't anymore Happiness for nineteen Peace for twenty four. Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 4 1973 Can a year change a man to what he is from anything else of life his notions emotions Can a few garbled words of unshapen thoughts inked on paper carve the way for the rest of his days Can a teen's painted mind a treasure finds that he holds on making him alone but rich in loneliness never craving to possess but embrace what's his destined a love a heart but when goes past never breaches his trust Can a year make a man what he would be the rest of his life when he inked on paper his first poem that to this date shapes his fate keeps him free. Did all these the year 1973. www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 5 Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 6 2 Lovers On her course merrily flows the svelte rivulet She meanders not alone carries the sky on her breast. In him grows a longing, love flowers in his heart She doesn’t know it, on the sea is set her heart. The two flows embraced in unrequited passion The sky ferries his lover to her beloved ocean. Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 7 2 Squirrels Two walks at the park Leisure strolls on her ground Watching squirrels on tree bark Before I turn homebound. Today while passing along On them my eyes fell One in a bush alone A little away another squirrel. I wondered in my funny caprice If they have ever had a chance To exchange warmth and good wish Or they haven’t met even once. A little more daring in my whim I thought the distance for them too far So she roamed alone dreaming of him And he unknowing forever seeks her. Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 8 29 What's the chance? She frowns askance My face she wants to feel Soon after the deal! Lights up my face When jacks and nines bless Shows up the mess When I go pointless! Spade is strong if I finger my hair A tap on left chest means heart I don't mind being a little unfair She must know my strength from the start! The hints she knows too well Why I touch the forehead In my heart she dwells Clubs with me on diamond bed! With us are king and queen The trump suite suits us fine No way can't we win This game of twenty nine! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 9 3 Horses There are three horses pulling your life Attitude, want, and of course your wife The first pulls you through life's high and low The second pulls you to where monies flow But it's the third that pulls you the strongest The other two horses must run at her behest! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 10 3 Mice On The Tin Roof 3 mice on the tin roof though their minds were on food an impulsive id drove them they swung to different mood! I warned myself here no poetry no story to make out of it let them have in privacy a good time bitterly sweet! 3 mice on the tin roof swayed by their id I should have stayed aloof and not watched them in greed! I told me there’s no poem in the 3 mice and their id leave them alone with their game but my greed paid it no heed! It’s not civil not nice to act a peeping Tom see furtively the 3 mice breaching all courteous norms! 3 mice on the tin roof to me I had this to say go your way stay aloof and not venture on their way! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 11 3 Miserly Men There was once a family of three miserly men Miserably miserly they were, spending money was such pain So when they had to travel for business to another state For the three they bought only a half ticket. The train arrived and they occupied their seats Forgetting they ought to have at least three tickets They sat comfortably cut jokes and laughed Very happy that the cost was reduced two-halved. Merrily chatting they didn’t notice the man in black coat Checking the tickets and marking off on his note They thought there won’t be ticket examiners on that line With a half ticket they could get away without having to pay a fine. The alarmed men planned fast they weren’t short of wit Two of them went below and one remained on the seat The checker came and when found below the seat two huddled men Asked the one above ‘for three a half ticket, how you that explain? ’ That man of clever think without a wink said ‘I can easily do, You too know it sir, it comes to half when one is placed above two’! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 12 3: 45 If I could fly back to that strip of life When showed the church clock three forty five I held her hand together walked to the green lawn Baffled how I would ever live without her alone! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 13 30 Years If I had my will I would’ve clocked back thirty years With her on the Ferris wheel! Go girl red ribbon on the merry-go-round Go back on the rocking boat Thirty years whizzed past us That time looks dreamily remote! My belle gaily girl of yore Go ride once more on the wheel I would clock back thirty years I would hold time still! Still lurking there in your eyes’ gleam Still stirring there a dream That goes back those thirty years For popcorn and licking ice-cream! Girl, go, run once more Thirty years is never too far It’s still there with open door The time it can’t forget her! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 14 4 Letters I beg just four letters of you Of no use to me the twenty two Give me those four letters of you They’re all without them I can’t do. Only four letters in your eyes I search Can do without the twenty two Is it looking for too much, Seeking that precious gift from you? Four letters I won’t ask for more I can walk miles to get from you When you find me standing on your door Know I’m craving those four from you. Four letters isn’t a tall order You can easily spread them my way Over all the wall all the border Can give me those four any day. I want little will do with your four For them I do beggarly crave When you see me on your door Give them and make me your slave. Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 15 5 Acres Of Night Far away from the city One bed for the four of us, We ignored the nitty-gritty The night was superbly precious. 5 acres of open darkness We couldn’t for more bargain, The new moon hid her face To envelope the 4 lonely men! We sank and deep-breathed the smell Of a languor that only silence can bring Drunk timeless without any wine’s spell We flew with the nightjars on wing. In the sky’s faintest dream light One bed with no hint of nightmare 5 acres of softly passing night Transfixed 4 souls out there! Pradip Chattopadhyay www.PoemHunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive 16 5 Minutes 5.00 am mr. run-o-mill from a mundane slumber wakes up. His sleepy eyes Scan the walled curtained Half-lit room.