Liton Chakraborty Mithun

Diary Of A Bohemian

Leave the bed of rosy sleep
Against the mind for eating,
Pass the moment doing
everything but nothing.
Secluded a fellow I am
but very unlike a hermit,
Move around a world
that has no form,
Draw a rainbow in the sky
with childish whim.
Read a lot that
comes to no job,
Of the priceless time
I simply rob.
Alergic to the societal
contact to be made,
Impious fanatically
A life I lead.
Between the sight and dream
stuck very tight,
whole time sees my flight
with a lot of plight.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012

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