My Poem Doesn't Let Me Sleep Poem by Saroj Padhi

My poem does not let me sleep
as words in the caverns of a purgatory
from darkness to light, try to leap;

in the greyish light pink dots
of the subconscious sky of my mind
a curious Sun
into a luminous world doth peep
in mad love to caress the unseen breath
of a secret wind
that informs from an unconscious deep;

golden boughs dance in delight
under some intimation
from dew-drunk buds in exhilaration
that slowly open arms to hug a smiling Sun;

the moon in the western sky
alights into the jungle
to pick some memories of the night
inside the pergola of the park
where plants held us in their lap
in swings of a perfumed dark
and stars from the terrace of the sky
leaned down
to wink at us in surprise
and our intimate whispers did they hark;

my poem does not let me sleep
as the night slips
thro' the fingers of a new dawn
that awakens us to live our dreams
and blossoms blush everywhere
in their cheeks and twitching eye
to infuse meaning into effulgent beams.