Sunday, January 2, 2011

Before the Final Demise..

And as the sun will greet me tomorrow morning
The sparrows chirping, the songbirds tweeting
To the tune of hope and dove-white love
And little fears catapulted out into the cold planets
And every single creature bears the child of one universe
The mask you wear may not be that diverse
And the plowman plows
Or a professor preaches
Or a sparrow chirps
And the flower blooms
All to the cadence of a sublime verse..

And the clasp of reality gently frees the ball of fire
Against the gravity of ignorance,
Where our thoughts will buoy its wisdom within
And the merry masks will exude the cheers of happiness
And little cloud-lets will bring the shower of peace.

Time is no dream, dream is no imagination
But time may be the poet's reverie.
Let tomorrow bring with it-
The joy of morning dreams..
And no more midnight screams...

6 comments:

Sumit Sarkar said...

Very powerful poetry..
"Time is no dream, dream is no imagination"...awesome.. :)

Sagar Chakravarty said...

Hey thanx mate for the comment! :) Went through your blog partly! Will come back and read more! Insane stuff! Loved it! Poet Handshake! haha! :)

the feeling lioness said...

I especially liked the second paragraph

its nice and breezy

Sayandeep Kundu said...

Warm thanks to all for the appreciation for this little piece of poetry

Vineet said...

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Herotomost said...

I so have to come here more often, this was splendid and filled with strong emotion and images to die for. I agree that the line with time is no dream is a gem...great work.