Madhu Gangopadhyay hails from India. Her passion for writing began when she was in school. She loves to pen down her musings at random moments. She is fiercely passionate about poetry and short stories, and her penchant for mythology can be seen in her works. She conveniently explores all the genres of poetry writing and has written on a plethora of topics. She has a Master of English Literature degree from Calcutta University and a bachelor’s degree in Education. She has been in the education industry for two decades now. She has also been a content developer and has designed academic course books for senior school students and colleges. A soft skills trainer, motivational speaker, and an avid social worker: she is also an exponent of Indian classical dance forms. Currently she is pursuing MA in Psychology. She writes under the pen name #madmusings. Her works have been published in many international anthologies, ezine and webzines. Her poems have also been translated into Albanian, Spanish. Turkish and Persian languages.
And then amidst the clamor of prayers And chittering of the birds God bled! And the pole star like the midwife Brought out the child, Night was born!
THE LINGERING FRAGRANCE!
That duffle bag in the attic Gasping under the weight of dust Still holds your smell! The other day I had opened it Your body mist had spilled in it The one you had bought, On our last trip to Italy. I always envied your taste! My mind all muddled now. Did you buy that for he liked it? Yet you had rested your head On my chest. I was lost in the fragrance! Believe me, I didn’t realize my love had Metamorphosed! I wish I had trodden carefully The bug could have been alive! Alas, me and my Kafkaesque life!