And it's dark, silent.
The world is sleeping.
And there in sky of my mind
You appear from nowhere
Like a rainbow
Of seven colours.
You look at me.
In your eyes
Force of gravity plays.
In your smile
Shine the sun-rays.
You breathe
And your exhaled warm air
Touches my face.
Then I wake up to heaven of love
And extend my hand
To feel your fiery lips.
Aha! This is heaven
This is divinity.
As if
Your fiery lips are my absolute destiny.
My universe
My existence
My dream
My desire
They all end there.
As if your fiery lips are the beginning
And the end of my existence.
Then a gush of chill wind
Enters through gap in my windows.
It freezes me to the reality
That it's a dream.
Piercingly painful dream.
You are not here.
You are gone.
Gone far away.
Long ago.
In fact, long long ago.
And you would never come back again.
Never would I hold you to my breasts again,
Never would I kiss your lips again.
Never would I see you again.
Resting my head onto your bosom
Never would I cry again.
Dream.
You are just a dream.
© Arun Maji
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well composed poem........10++++