Are you a dream, or shadow in the glade,
That walks through golden fields where sunlight glows?
In dew-kissed winds, your trembling forms cascade,
The river bends and greets your gentle flows.
...
O Spring, though tempests shake this mortal clay,
Thy breath revives the rose from winter's gloom;
With silent steps, thou steal'st the frost away,
And mak'st the barren soul thy verdant room.
...
Again, your face returns to haunt my sight,
Along the path of memory falls the shade.
Within this empty heart, I lost the light,
And reach for hands that out of reach have strayed.
...
Sanjana! Fare thee well, I come no more,
Along life's road we chanced a fleeting meet.
In thee I found what I had searched before—
Rare moments sweet, in bitter days a sweet.
...
Sonnet I — The Mystery of Beauty
What mortal tongue may frame what beauty means?
No law defines the wonder of her grace;
...
I. The Unchained Sky
Fly, O bird, fly—thy chains I've loosed today,
Beyond the walls where greed erects its spires;
...
When night descends, sleep wraps the dreaming eyes,
Where red and blue-winged fairies softly play;
Through realms of sleep our boundless spirits rise,
Where silver moonbeams sing the dreams away.
...
You conceal yourself deep within my heart,
Like moonlight trembling through a fogged-up glass;
Though time has passed, your memory won't depart,
As roses sigh for days that long have passed.
...
Sonnet I — The Dawning of Love
When first I saw thee bathed in morning light,
The world grew hushed, as though it held its breath;
...
The sleepless hours now stretch across my eyes;
While shadows of your sorrow haunt my soul.
Each whispered grief beneath the darkened skies
Returns in tides that will not lose control.
...
Upon the sky the winged voices soar,
In whispered tunes they weave the hidden tale;
Each rustling leaf, each river's gentle roar,
Reveals the secrets that the winds unveil.
...
Upon the emerald tide at last you tread,
And brush with lips the shade where sunlight sleeps;
The fragile snare of yearning love is shed,
While I through endless quiet vigil keeps.
...
Within your tearful eyes a verse was born,
Its script engraved beneath the stone of time;
Through sorrow's leaves I walk, alone, forlorn,
Where every sigh repeats a vanished rhyme.
...
Sonnet I - Roots of Renewal
Within your green, my weary heart takes seed;
The morning wakes my soul with golden ray.
...
Sonnet I — The Night of Meeting
A summer's dawn from May's eighteenth arose,
When leisure's gentle wings embraced my days;
...
At once our speech falls still—no word will move,
A stranger silence fills the quiet room;
Like dew-bound fields that halt with none to prove
Why life stands hushed beneath a needless gloom.
...
When evening stills the clamor of the day,
I choose one cup where drifting vapors rise;
Within its bitter warmth my thoughts allay,
As truth draws near beneath the darkened skies.
...
When winter treads across Bengal's lush meads,
Soft sunlit silk upon the river banks;
The dew like crystal gleams where mustard bleeds,
And gilds the mist that crowns the morning ranks.
...
Sonnet I - Winter Morning
Upon the lake, the pale sun lights the mist,
Its silver fingers touch the water's face;
...
Sonnet I - A Winter Evening's Fatherly Joy
Upon the bed the children leap and spin,
While winter's hush lies silver on the floor.
...
Dipankar Sadhukhan has been serving as a teacher of English at Badamtala High School (H.S.) , Budge Budge, Kolkata - 700137 since September 27,2008. Apart from his professional career in education, he is a passionate writer, composing poetry, novels, short stories, and essays in both English and Bengali. His first two poetry books, Your Love, My Inspiration and Love, Another Name of Divinity, were published in 2014 and have reached readers around the globe. His third international poetry collection, Beauty and Truth in Love, was released in January 2016 and received critical appreciation. Born and raised in a middle-class family in Nadia, a district of West Bengal near Kolkata, Dipankar was admitted directly into Class Two at Natapuli Vivekananda Shishu Siksha Niketan at the age of five. From an early age, he demonstrated honesty, ambition, diligence, determination, and a peaceful temperament. His father, Santosh Kumar Sadhukhan, lived a simple and humble life, and his mother, Bhagabati Sadhukhan, greatly influenced his early years by teaching him about the great personalities of India and the richness of Indian culture. She remained his only tutor and guide during the formative years of his childhood. Dipankar was always a meritorious student. He completed his primary education at Natapuli Debendra Smriti Vidyapith, where he was deeply influenced by Mr. Birendranath Sadhukhan, the former headmaster of the Lower Primary School, and Mrs. Gita Raha Halder, his History teacher. Despite suffering from jaundice for six consecutive years, he stood first in class five times. He completed his school education at Chakdaha Ramlal Academy, one of Nadia's most prestigious schools. Following the advice of his English tutor, Mr. Pradip Kumar Sarkar, he pursued a B.A. (Honours) in English. After his family relocated to Ranaghat, he and his younger brother, Subhankar Sadhukhan, continued their studies from there. Dipankar faced significant personal challenges during his teenage years, including three major accidents. One of the most serious incidents occurred when a coconut fell on his head, threatening his life and interrupting his studies. Nevertheless, he persevered and successfully completed his B.A. (Hons.) in English from the University of Calcutta. He then joined St. Xavier's College, Kolkata, one of India's premier institutions, and earned a Bachelor of Education (B.Ed.) degree, even while undergoing extended medical treatment. His academic journey was profoundly shaped by the mentorship of Dr. Mandira Mukherjee, former Dean of the Department of Education, and Dr. Charlotte Simpson-Veigas, both of whom he considers role models for their exemplary teaching. Later, Dipankar completed M.A. degrees in English (Literature) and Bengali (Linguistics) . He currently resides in Kolkata. Dipankar began writing poetry during his school and college days, with several early works appearing in institutional magazines. His poems are regularly published in VERBUMLANDANEWS (Italy) , an international e-magazine. He is also a member of Muse India, an international e-journal. His poetry has been featured on renowned platforms like: www.poemhunter.com www.bestpoems.com www.poetrysoup.com www.poemsabout.com His poetry has also appeared in various national and international journals, magazines, and reputed e-zines. Dipankar's three international poetry books—Your Love, My Inspiration (2014) , Love, Another Name of Divinity (2014) , and Beauty and Truth in Love (2016) —have been widely read and appreciated worldwide. His ambition, dedication, perseverance, and integrity have been the cornerstones of his success, both as an educator and as a literary figure.)
Are You Dream Or Shadow (Sonnet)
Are you a dream, or shadow in the glade,
That walks through golden fields where sunlight glows?
In dew-kissed winds, your trembling forms cascade,
The river bends and greets your gentle flows.
At sunset's edge, the rainbow slowly dies,
The tired sky turns pale, the evening sighs.
Then you do rise as morning in my eyes,
And leave your quiet music where it lies.
The sun's first rays drift softly through the pane;
Your tender touch revives my hidden fire.
They warm the earth and sweep away the rain,
And lift my soul with hope that climbs up higher.
O come, eternal, ever-new, my light;
You hold my spirit, endless as the night.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India
Copyrights@ January 31,2026.