Scribbles on Suicide: Poems by Abin Chakraborty and Sayan Aich Bhowmik

Abinash C. Halder Muses on a Suicide

When someone your age
But famous and great
Plunges in the darkness
You longed to embrace
Halt in your tracks and ponder
On life’s many blessings and wonder.

Veiled in his tower
He vainly had sought
A sympathetic heart
A pat on the back.
But robbed off of succour of validation craved
He shut himself in and finally he caved.

Whatever the notions others might nurse
His voice in your veins still pulses as verse
And behind features of people you know
His shadow does lurk and sway and glow.

Bid him farewell as you cherish his smile
And don’t let the world either kill or beguile



                                                                                                   — Abin Chakraborty

The Last Time


It was the day,

When he, who loved

His afternoon nap,

Slept for the last time.

The post-box outside his door,

Had been emptied

Of the brown leaves

That had been living there since autumn.

The electricity bills had been paid,

And a prediction for evening rain

Lay outside his door.

he was last seen,

By the window, scribbling furiously

An examinee’s race against time.

If it hadn’t been for the suicide note,

That filled the entire neighbourhood

With the scent of a mazhaar

No one would have known

That it was the last day

When he, who loved his afternoon nap,

Slept for the last time.





Suicide, you are not so scary anymore.

You don’t come to my door,

With the cold North wind,

Or the sombre knocking.

Your footsteps walk into my room

Like an unexpected guest,

And I always have the chessboard ready,

If you win, I lose,

If I win, I lose.

                                                                                                 —- Sayan Aich Bhowmik


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Abin Chakraborty teaches as Assistant Professor in English in Chandernagore College, sporadically attempts poetry and prefers pontificating, with irony, sarcasm and indifference, about all things under the sun.



Sayan-Aich-Bhowmik_SetuSayan Aich Bhowmik is currently Assistant Professor in the Department of English at Shirakole Mahavidyalaya, Kolkata. When not under the burden of answer scripts, departmental work and meeting deadlines, he can be found nurturing his love for watching movies and writing poetry.

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