In My Dreams Poem by Shouvik Roy

In my dreams,
The world seems more serene.
My hideous friend is a lovely one,
And my mother is in good health.
The streets I walk are even
And quarrels on them are happily dealt.

In my thoughts,
Things have their meaning own,
that shiver in my fighting frowns.
Neither green grass on i lie
nor snowfall in i run
Neither the sky and water all what is blue
conclude i'm that new to hope few.


So for decades two
I dreamed and thought
In a place away from her reach.
On the barren beach, of the dry sea.
To a place she shouldn't be, for
My dreams and thoughts are toxic for her
For decades they are killing her. But,
I will care less,
In the ages to come, and
I will dream and think,
Till kingdom come.

Shouvik Rryan Roy