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Tulip Chowdhury Oct 2015
A moment magnified
is life seen,
a smile answered
joy complete,
tears shared
sorrow divides,
a glimpse of you
is togetherness.

Its just me and you
a drop of hope
in my vast emptiness.
Tulip Chowdhury Oct 2015
I am sad today
you ask me why.
I stare at you
and you at me.

blue eyes
dark eyes
look at each other
seeking answers
in oceans of tears.

we cry together.
Tulip Chowdhury Sep 2015
Didn't want to sleep
stars were singing and dancing
alluring me
to unlock the door
and run to them.

But eye lids were heavy
and sleep came
while stars faded
like many distant dreams.

So much of life is lived
on a state of nothingness
this is life
and I sink in.
Tulip Chowdhury Sep 2015
Giving, giving: endlessly pouring

the best, purest of me,

rising, rising: falsehood behind

reaching truths only,

spreading, spreading: brightest lights

lighting darkest corners,

being, being: just for you

to hold when you fall,

pledging, pledging: heart and soul

Life, I'm giving all,

truly, truly: I am yours

Wonder, now if you'll be mine?
Tulip Chowdhury Sep 2015
Windows open, no curtains or blinds
midnight ,
a half moon wanes
darkness seeping through the glass panes
nudges me, I behold
a beauty: this Night,
she looks at me
starlit eyes, gowned within Milky Way
Venus sparkling on her crown,
infinite sky
echoing its flute
serenades her,
but she chooses me
takes me in her arms
kisses my eyes,
we fall asleep
together in peace.

We don't want Dawn to come.
Let us be, Night and me.
Tulip Chowdhury Sep 2015
There is no poem today
only my silence
against the loud call of the eagle,
a hush
to greet the changing season.
  Aug 2015 Tulip Chowdhury
Kendra Lynn
"Do you need a paintbrush?"
As if that'll make everything better
"Is everything ok?"
Mommy's worried now; her heart set to flutter

Oh, the golden boy
A man
Talking with mommy
one would never know
She protects him so much
it's isolating
She thinks for him
the wheels in his head no longer oscillating
She'll continue to do it, though
Oh, you know
you know
Mama's golden boy
He has no harvest
no field of his own to sew
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