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Jab We Met*
by Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee
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The oleander red tree of love grows within me
I am the ground to feel its branches and roots
Inside me.
I cannot fully explain my feelings now
You are within me and myself within yours
That much and that much
I know about you.

The oleander red tree creates a window
From your heart to that of mine
Although there is no wall to separate the two
The two hearts which burn all midnight
Like the moon
Like alchemy you cause the metamorphosis

The total makeover of my soul
The inner secret is known to none
Truth is revealed only to the canonized
We are the saints
Do the lovers ever meet?

They are always with one another
Then why do I crave to meet you
I did not love you then
The day I felt I really loved you
You entered my within
Since then we've had no need to meet
We never met.

*The title means (When We met) derived from the Hindi Movie Title: Jab We Met

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October 25, 2012
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Comments on this Poem

Comment Sir,
I just love to read your poems.... Nice one....

kamal sarkar
11/02/2012 05:23 AM

Comment thanks Santanu.. readers like you are real lovers of poetry. Your words of appreciation are kind and inspiring. continue reading

rbarticles
10/27/2012 04:44 AM

Comment excellent one sir.and specially the ending is very powerful.Actually the lovers are always with one another and they can never meet.They are one.they have no separate identity.Your poem has touched the inner corridor of my heart...so beautiful your diction.simply i love it sir..

Santanu Halder
10/26/2012 10:16 AM




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