Unique Bedroom! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Talks my bed room
In a metallic-soft tone;
I get company - -
Never ever alone.
Tells many nitty-gritty
Kinda close pal; so very cool-pretty!
Oh, my! Walls are alive- -
Throw all cozy talks
To boost up low drive!
I had no clue, my dreams they knew;
Took in old sorrow, bartered new joy;
Such a pep- friend may have very few!
Tell in a voice of four good angels- -
"All buds you have will bloom someday"
Then my face beams facing the top ceiling;
No moon droops there; only a fixed ray.

When I wake up, see them stand still;
Gone are by now dream like happy thrill.
Run my palms and rub on them well
With my heart open if now they tell…