Dream Of A Dead Poem by Nigar Sultana

Dream of a Dead

My dreams are color papers
Showing me an imaginative world
Full of fancy and lack of intelligence
Even my vigilant eyes can’t figure out.

I pierce the sky and decorate a new world
My dreams give me chance to go higher and higher
Transcending my ethics and morals
Make a new way by changing the old.


I dream a dream that no one ever dream
That’s the dream of death and everlasting darkness
I think it’s much better than life
As life brings no hope to me.


I shut down my eyes
And go deeper and deeper
Searching for the fate destined for me
O God, where it lies, where it lies?


The world is so cruel to me, why?
I am the looser, why?
Why do you remain silent, O God?
Is it true that there is no end of darkness then?

Oh, Dead man can’t dream of life.