Wait! Poem by Indranil Bit

Wait!



Every night, it seems bright;
In my bed, in drops shed;
It allures me, seems upheld me;
Dreams of mind, of every kind.

Hours past and all day I fast;
O my peer, is night so dear!
Let light shower my thought tower;
Form a ravine, dreams of mine.

Who is so kind? Whom I can find;
Reveal it all, the secret call;
Who is so bold? Entrust stories untold;
Let dreams you mould, before it’s cold.

Thursday, October 3, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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It describes the minute before you finally fall asleep.
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