City of Memories: 25 Calcutta weighs my heart down like a rock I will destroy it before I go Ill entice it to go with me to Haldia port Mix arsenic into sweets and make it eat Calcutta weighs my heart down like a rock Calcutta creates counterfeit moonlight, it has learnt to Add thistles or grit to kisses You forget to add sugar to tea like tears, thats how many Paramours throng your mornings and afternoons, your consenting thighs Do you think I can let you go so easily to the Supreme Court in Delhi, My beauty? Instead I will spray my heart with perfume in the evening In sharp self-interest Grasping your arms Ill take you out in a taxi to savour the breeze Swinging at a nightclub, uncovering your breasts, youll place not one but two cameras there Tom, Dick and Harry will snap their fingers in time Such music in your body, like an expensive glow in the mirror I can heap Pure poetic eulogies from the southern city at your feet Do you want lilies on a golden plate offered with both my hands? Youll be murdered at midnight Where will you escape from me, Calcutta, you can never Hide in Canning Street - If you flee along the broken roads of Chinatown, like a tiger Ill follow you Leaping over traffic lights, Burrabazar of sorrows, across Chowringhee Like nutrition chasing a sick man My pursuit, like an unsupported spirit borne in the air Desperate love, revenge - Where will you hide? I will reverse the prows of all the ships On the Ganges Training blinding searchlights on the darkened Maidan Ill squeeze your throat Scattering gunpowder in the gutters filling your body My secret journey, one day I will light a match on your hips Pillars will explode, brick and wood will be blown away, destruction will strike All luxury, ornamentation, the immortal palaces of Chitpur If you have pushed me towards death, who will save you from Dying on my pyre? ~ #SunilGangopadhyay
Posted on: Mon, 16 Jun 2014 06:17:29 +0000
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