Pleasant Ride Poem by Ratnakar Rout

The busy bird returns to its’ nest at the end of the day
When the whole little world waits for him
With an adoring glance blended with enviable emotions
It gives up the social cover and relaxes
The darkness gradually conquers the earth
And when it retires in the lap of the mystery night
An exotic implausible dream keeps him
Pondering over the matter till the daybreaks.
The dream moves like a motion picture
Which he visualizes delicately
A reptile peeps into the cell
Through a sand hole
And notices another reptile snoring leisurely
It crawls inside crossing all barriers
Leaving its’ whole body somewhere outside
And bolts the compartment from inside
An absolute silence prevails there
During the midnight hour
Both the reptiles get hypnotized
And lose them in a sea of passion
With mutual consent and deep attraction
A generous storm sweeps away
Anything self-seeking at this hour
All controls lose control
All bounds break
And all joints relax, together they
Immerse in the ocean of endearing feelings
And fight a consented battle all through
The sensuous darkness is not for ever, they know
In the next morning when the bird appears in its nest
Deeply engrossed in yawning penance like a monk
No reptile is seen around
Usually dreams seldom come true
But give pleasant ride to the dreamer.