Chandradhish Ghosh : Writing

Who pays the poet to write?

Who pays the poet to write?

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Who pays the poet to write?Is it the hurt that dwells in the heart?Is it the blank page, who waits eagerly to be filled?Is it the ink which beckons to..
Letters

Letters

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


The letters never cared They seemed to be comfortable with one another I observed them closely…very closely ‘A’ seemed to ..
The White Bird

The White Bird

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Have you ever heard the white bird sing?Or does it sing to me only?It sings me stories of the distant past…And of the distant present…an..
The clothes inside my cupboard

The clothes inside my cupboard

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


I opened my cupboard The clothes started dropping… One by one…. Oh…do you die of breathlessness too? Is it claustroph..
the laugh in the photograph

the laugh in the photograph

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Did you see how you laughed in that old photograph?I am sure you remember the moment, don’t you?The insanely stupid incident that prompted that ..
The fathomless coincidence

The fathomless coincidence

A Story by Chandradhish Ghosh


“There are so many things to say, so many things to hear, so many different things to learn. Time, the master of all, decides who should see h..
Ocular

Ocular

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


The clouds stopped crying and moved asideUnleashing the sun,He blazed on unperturbed by the sudden lossThe moon felt amazed the sun didn’t even ..
Introspect

Introspect

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Fading memories, feeble aches Welcomed relief, new handshakes. Wandering soul, new butterflies Rock and roll, forgotten lies. A deep sigh&..
Have you...too?

Have you...too?

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


In the end did you see the clouds retreat? Did you see the leaves swell with pride too? Did you tip-toe out in the open too? Have you felt th..
He burnt

He burnt

A Poem by Chandradhish Ghosh


Yes he burnt… He burnt from all of those years... He burnt from all of those unprinted pages... He burnt from all of those words said...