Poetry by Manimala Chatterjee

Poised in Exactitude

Evening adorned with the flowery fragrance,
Rhythmed my profound sense,
Ached the little heart with ingemination,
Flooded the sense-spot with reminiscence.

Moon in its waned phase, night soft,tender,
I saw with you the silhouette of life.
Far-off from the rhubarb of crowd madding,
Peacefully passion glowed into renitent self.

The question arose creeping then in resplendency_
The tender mind relinquished, or…
Answered your whispers with full vigour and riancy,
“I have you, my love,restored”.

Prostrate lies the life’s longing_pain agitates.
At that moment you prevailed,
Everywhere on the contours of widespread existence,
The incomplete Requiem? Oh no! It’s Serenade.

Life is a Threnody or it’s an Ode to Solitude?
Your tenderness omnipresent … prodigal,
I feel for you deep in stirring concentration,
Remembrance in my poise,yours my pal.

Poised – composed, ; rhubarb–shouting
ingemination -repetition ;profound- deep exactitude-precision ;riancy – brightly smiling ;renitent–reluctant
Reminiscence–past memories
Silhouette–dark shadow ;prostrate–laid
resplendency- gorgeousness,
relinquished–given up;Threnody–lament
Requiem–prayer for the dead
Serenade–lovesong ;prodigal–extravagant
Poise–grace, serenity