Best Poem of Udayan Chatterjee

Hope Enlightening On An Autumn Morning
The striking veil of the morning mist, makes me wonder why I do exist.
Unearthly stance of the leafless boughs, floats my beats in mournful scows
As I walk through the gullible growths, the mind wonders in memory moats,
Feeling the rhythm of autumn abound, a sorrowful chill does unwound.

Attempting to . . .
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We Cry For Light, O Mother!
There came up a light
On an impoverished Calcutta street,
It was really so bright
That poverty's darkness feared to meet.

It was our dear Mother,
Teresa by name
There's really no other
Ever just the same.

She saw how people were in misery
And how disease and poverty did thrive,
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