Dream Seller Poem by Paramita Roy

I am a Dream Seller...
I sell Dreams.
I make possible...
What impossible seems.

What would life be...
Without what I do?
Whats left in a flower...
If it loses its hue?

I' ll come every night...
I' ll knock at your door.
If you ask for happiness...
I’ ll unravel my store.

If you shed a tear...
I ‘ll come to lend a smile,
That’ll stay back in your life,
Forever, not a while.

If you fear the darkness...
I ‘ll come in your sleep,
To kindle in unconscious,
A flame burning deep.

If you detest the hatred...
This world offers so well;
I' m there to sprinkle love...
That’s the best thing I sell.

If you ever want peace...
In midst of all the wars,
I'll charge nothing for it,
Take it.... Its all yours.

Do promises sound unreal?
Are My Words A Fake?
Yes...you are dreaming now,
I' m selling for your sake.

I am selling desire..........
I' m selling my dreams away.
To show what beautiful life can be:
If dreams were there to stay.

As the sky brightens up...
With the silvery moonbeam...
So every life does,
With an impossible dream.

I am a Dream Seller...
I sell Dreams.
I make possible...
What impossible seems.