Poems by Hindol Bhattacharjee

Let the collapse come as it may

 

Let the collapse come as it may.

The earth cracks, somewhere a hole, a straight path to infinity.

Is the underworld infinite, or is it just the sky?

We're stuck in the middle, so we understand nothing.

Two boats sail in opposite directions, two roads never tell the same story.

You're a poor boatman, holding hands with both.

The tide is closing in.

The pull will come, your memory will float away on the water like a lamp.

The shore can also collapse. Hold on to the anchor.

If the two paths merge, neither will lead anywhere.

Let the collapse come as it may.

Life's tide is fleeting. The river also dries up.

 

 

 

Multiverse 

 

Now, the empty sound of bullets echoes in my dreams

 

I think I'm safe. But life is never safe for anyone.

Death is a fugitive, yet guerrilla warfare continues.

Murder within dreams, revenge within dreams

The staircase collapses as I climb, my human self chasing me

From that day on, this world has been destroyed.

Can I sleep anymore? He's arrived at the edge, taking aim

Like a fugitive Naxalite youth. I too have seen the barrel of that gun

After waking up from my dream. He's at the edge of dreams.

I'm at this edge too. We're both twin children.

 

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