The Wine Of Creativity Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

When the mountain stops
To expand its petals in the sky;
When the blue sea stops
To move into the cave of the earth,
My thought starts
Its journey to the infinite.

When the water of life begins
To dry and lose its existence;
When the nectar of love gets
Evaporated into nothingness,
My thought starts
Flying in the sky of creation.

When the human being lies
On the bed like a corse;
When the sun takes rest at night
To regain its energy,
My thought becomes pregnant
With the knowledge of vitality.

When the earth starts
Feeling drowsy like a drunker;
When the nerves of human being
Get tired or paralysed,
My thought becomes restless
To drink the wine of creativity.

©Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India
9th Novemver,2015(1: 20am) .