Are You A Dreamer Please! Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

saddles are broken
rein unbound
riding inevitable

dropp of blood
raining from sky
gallop cracked wild

hills gave pass to mountains
quaking earth pulled back
debris buried trespassers

watery coins from deadlock
cashed the beggars
pamphlet hookers gone mad

group of drunks smuggling smacks
nice quoted loin shows its charity
tramps were stutering praying dawn

and sea with deads dancing spectacular
for peace and freedom principal slogan
street dogs with loud bark costumed nice

penetration everywhere
bullet-marks are in every inch
park benchers cocktailing with crows dirt

dew is the prime vigour to craft the rabbits
unlucky hero just lost his biography
by his name a lunatic composed colours

all ages transparent as urine except signature
velocity and vacuum raped by deaf and dumb
breechless panchriatic joined the hustle

sound less but ether continued to dip the senses
not the Wasteland fertility smashed the sky
to prevent gospels over the crowd showered in past

blowing such dense
a dreamer felt asleep
again and again
a simple tune
strings in silence
to wake up and bargain
life from death
since a long divan
calls roughly
for last breathe
blowing such dark
a man riding long!