Dream Awaken Poem by Amitava Chakraborty

A severe blow on my vulnerable chest
Got I by an odorous elbow at the overcrowded foot board.
Snarled he with his might beyond all apology,
A sweating physique piteously mob-locked in freezing mode.

Gazed I at this harsh irritated face,
Two half closed eyes sparkling after day’s drudgery over.
An aged fellow grudging in suburban local train,
Known daily drama by such a typical daily passenger.

Felt I guilty myself beholding his facial expression
When ironically knocked he & sufferer mine.
Unusual we both attacking others in real life
Yet continuous inhuman competitions for our own shine.

Cruelly pushing an innocent child
Or barbarically knocking down an unable patient.
Our only goal is of occupying a mere yet rare seat,
We are daily passengers struggling long for our own betterment.

Suddenly felt I an unutterable pain at heart
Observing those two half closed eyes with some unexpressed dream.
Faded away desire for everlasting peace nestling at an unknown land
Where sorrows are barred by divine eternal theme.

See another dream with a difference,
To attain a fortunate space for installing own statue
Beside one’s ideal hero reverend in golden history,
Remembered by all for deeds & virtue.

Or think over that dream could be dedicated for others,
Selfless service for destitute or nation
Where the hymn of sacrifice is only chanted
For a vision of almighty in smile at the face of an orphan.

Different individuals with indifferent dreams
All knitting ambitious webs even in crude reality.
Yet ordinary life style with extraordinary vision
To achieve that day of his own conquering adversity.

Lets thou unexpressed desire not cry in dark silence
When right to be in dream unrestricted in all social tyranny.
Can’t a lotus be sprouted in ugly mud?
As dream is not emotional artists’ asset but everybody’s coherent symphony.



28.11.08


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