Swagata Chatterjee  
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Joined 17 July 2017


Joined 17 July 2017
4 FEB 2021 AT 11:52

If yesterday sits heavy on your breath
And tomorrow echoes a lost race
Cold pain freezes your tears
Glorious ruins of lost years
Today, can you smile for me
Like I smile for you?
The end is nowhere near.
Next yesterday is what is now
Work on the where and how
You'll reach where you need to be.
Look today, I'm smiling for you
Won't you smile for me?

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30 MAR 2020 AT 23:22

Now that you are standing so close
You'll hear my absence say
You didn't fall in love with me
Fell in love with yourself in a way-
a part of you that lit up
when i walked on your paved way.
Promises are made forever
When forever isn't here to stay.


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7 FEB 2020 AT 11:23

Yes I wore my heart on my sleeve until life disrobed me.
So now I've bought an armour instead.
Thank you life.

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21 JAN 2020 AT 13:19

I shall love you enough
To put me out of life,
Just not enough
To put the life out of me.

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25 DEC 2019 AT 22:06

How can I be lonely
When my mind
Is a constant amusement?

What a gift to receive this season
Of a far fetched thought
In my solitary confinement.

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16 DEC 2019 AT 23:02

No one's a friend
No one's an enemy
All we do is co-exist
On the brink
Of another new discovery.

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5 DEC 2019 AT 8:24

Someone once was thirsty
But nothing could quench his soul
So he dug around in loose sand
Then found a water hole
So he drank to his heart's content
A little more at times
He drank every lonesome hour
Until his bones felt moist inside
But every man must go on-
And so he left one night.
The hole reflected stars nomore
As nothing was left inside.
Since then every passerby,
Had stood near and laughed
Called the hole- dirty, impure
With filthy mud, creatures inside.
"But someone out there-
Could go on now," thought the hole
The man with the moist bones
Who drank from the purest soul!

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25 SEP 2019 AT 13:58

all I can see is darkness.
As the smoke of our luxury doesn't
allow the rays to penetrate any more.

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24 SEP 2019 AT 15:41

In the lush green lap
That tomorrow will be axed-
To call your home
Until mother exists no more.

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24 SEP 2019 AT 15:30

Is it called forgetting,
If i remind myself to do it?
Is it called happiness,
If i need to show it?
Is it called love,
If I still need to grow it?
So, how are we together,
If you and I both don't know it?

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