Phenomena Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Nights are long
But sleep precious
Dreams are short

When you howl to sleep
Petals dry cry to be wet
Dreams lost their reach
To penetrate untitled horizon

Love not any agenda
It reciprocates an existence
Night simply the diction
To draw days of our choice

And at last I tell my dear
Dreams artificial can't be weaved
It lives within heart and dictates
It's regime to overpower loveless chaos.

Pranab k c
12/04/224