Poetry By Sanjukta Dasgupta

RENDEZVOUS Every midnight I live a little As you appear out of the horizon To hold me in a dream Every night sleep seems To be an entry ticket To the boudoir of fantasies As we hold each other The grip sways Between a clutch and a touch The embrace of the vibrant Unreal Enlivens the comatose Real Every midnight I die a little I stretch my arms And hold each dream Breathless in ecstasy Drunk with the elixir That only dreams can stir Happiness jerks me out of sleep Dreams disturbed Lie like glass shards underfoot The dreamless daze of day Living death everyday Waiting to wake up In your arms again my love When midnight strikes And dreams of you Dispel living death.
Sanjukta Dasgupta is a poet, critic, short story writer and translator. Indomitable Draupadi (2022) is her eighth book of poems.
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Evoking memories of stolen forays into fantasy..
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Designed to stir awake unfulfilled longings that beckon relentlessly …
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