A Strange Dream Poem by Prabir Gayen

A Strange Dream

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A Strange Dream

With pain in heart for unknown reason,
I had a dream of dissolution,
Everything is in dismal delusion,
Life has become a hindrance,
Deep dungeon on all directions,
Life is on the surface of doomsday,
Utter silence with sullen funeral.

Childhood days flashed
in the eye of the mind,
A vision of beautiful days elapsed,
Beautiful days of my poor infancy,
Days so heavy upon my aged soul!
Childhood friends and family,
Love, care and sacrifice of my
Poor parents,
Desire in the young minds to touch the heaven.

My Mother with thousand difficulties
nourished my Life,
Fulfilled every moment with
every Necessity,
She was like a mountain with
Umpteen springs,
A valley of eternal Spring and
summer of wish fulfilment,
She worked from dawn to dusk,
With smiling face in profound poorness.

My Father was a man of diligence,
A true soul of spiritual shakiness,
Innocent man without Sophistry,
A strong believer of religiousness,
I was born in a village of anserine
People,
Full of love and humaneness,
I was one of them, rustic and ritualistic.

Rich and aureate were the days
of my village life,
With innocent people and homely
ambience with open sky,
On the serene lap of nature I was invited
to live the feast of Life,
Everything was full of celebration
with warmth of hearts,
Every moment was a moment of sheer Joy and grandeur,
I was a witness to the harmonious bond of minds.

With time everything has changed,
Life has become a complex
set of reflection,
Love that moved my warm heart
is missing in every single wire,
Chewing the past has become a painful memory
with no potion,
Without life everything is blossoming
with abundance,
Innocence is lost with the flow of
Plethora of things.

I had a dream of very unknown kind,
The world is changing and
life is at stake,
Everything is falling into the abyss
Of nothingness,
Bottomless is the root of life without light,
A deep hell is oozing from all sides,
A halo of emptiness with no human existence,
Is it the end of the world, or a new creation?

@prabir Gayen: 9: 55 PM /10/04/2020.

A Strange Dream
Friday, April 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 10 April 2020

Complex life! ! Living on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Mahtab Bangalee 10 April 2020

The colors of life Travel different way Greet with varieties infatuations Life is not name of fixed system by the forefathers Life is not the name of the note book of following the past by the successors Life is life With the time it's always changeable

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