Deep Mukherjee

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Funeral Of Dreams - Poem by Deep Mukherjee

The Champak odours fall
Bird of paradise sings melody tune;
Clouds form a Nacreous;
Sunset and Sunrise!
A venomous serpent crawls in
Sweet nectar in her lips;
The Champak odours fall;
A dream or a reality?
In the distant land of Socotra
The unheard melody tune;
Clouds form a Nacreous;
While mind wanders through
The Fountain of youth;
Stuck in the sick grip of serpent
Dreams are fading away
In the oblivion;
The Champak odours fall;
Sunset or Sunrise?
Funeral of dreams! ! ! ! ! !


Comments about Funeral Of Dreams by Deep Mukherjee

  • Ebi Robert (12/11/2013 4:23:00 AM)


    sweet song to the hears....thanks (Report) Reply

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  • Shahzia Batool (11/10/2012 8:39:00 AM)


    I like your word choice and in the line-arrangement you know where to mark the cut...good work Deep... (Report) Reply

  • Aung Si (10/9/2012 3:26:00 AM)


    Good job!
    Bird of paradise sings melody tune;
    Stuck in the sick grip of serpent
    I love these verses.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 23, 2012



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