Split Me Dear River
written by: Aneek Chatterjee
Split me dear river, into two.
Flow through me, watering
both sides.
On the left bank, where the
green wood still exists
with all its charms,
I lived long long ego.
On the right, smart men and
women are holding dim lights, always.
With frightening, yet teary
eyes, they wish to melt in the
waters like stubborn ice creams.
We are all alone here,
wanting to explode like
never before.
Split us into two and care to
water both sides, so that they
unite fresh, without teary eyes.
Aneek Chatterjee is a poet and academic from Kolkata, India. He has published more than six hundred poems in reputed literary magazines and poetry anthologies across the globe. He authored and edited 17 books including six poetry collections. A Nominee for the prestigious Pushcart prize, Dr. Chatterjee received the “Alfredo Pasilono Memorial Panorama International Literary Award 2023.” He was a Fulbright Visiting faculty at the University of Virginia, USA and a recipient of the ICCR Chair (Govt. of India) to teach abroad. His poetry has been archived at Yale University.
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