Theme: Abstract

My Dream

It’s my dream,
My hungry heart can swallow
The whole world
of poems and rhymes.
 
I can arrange the dreams
Of Indian youth
In indigenous ink,
A narrative that lay bare to readers.

I don’t know how what you feel
And what makes you weep.
I only reconstruct your stories
And flimsy history
of you and your community.

08-May-2013

More By  : Prof. Jaydeep Sarangi

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Comments on this Poem

Comment beautiful commitment of a great poet

Dr.Ratan Bhattacharjee
09-May-2013 16:01 PM


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