BURNING THE BRIDGES: POETESS ANANYA CHATTERJEE WRITES, HOME TRUTHS

Home truths

I am lying
on my bed of dreams
I am lying
to your bed of dreams
Different beds
Different dreams
Joined by a thick head
Mosquito net.
Day dreams are safer.
Guarded by crowded buses
Steel cold seats
Ticketed entry..
We can't lie there, can we?

POEM WRITTEN BY

HONORABLE POETESS ANANYA CHATTERJEE

Copyright to

Ananya Chatterjee

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NOTE:

The above poem has been reserved for a translation to Malayalam by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI