Kingshuk Chakraborty

My Dreams - Poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty

Sleep brings in tranquility.
The roaring waves of thoughts
Slowly disappear
Beneath the placid mind
In the void of darkness -
Dense and fathomless.

Then what stirs the black?
That suddenly from the deep bottom
What ascend like colorful bubbles,
Glide with ease
Between the reality and unreality
And my bewitched mind
Follows a story in formation!
I wonder,
Are they just dreams
Or waking up of my sleeping desires?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, April 22, 2013

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