Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 25, 2016

In my dreams. . .~by Lopamudra Mishra



In my dreams. . .

I saw you in my balcony,
In my room, in my close eyelids,
In my sleep you descended your place,
Sitting on the golden throne,
Like night’s nocturnal creature,
I wander hither n thither to wipe you from my dreams,
To have a better sleep,
The warmth of your memory ,
Warms my blood cells,
Its running and flowing with speedy trail,
The fire I saw in your eyes,
Is driving me insane,
Why you came to me ? and this flame,
From the cool spectrum of moon rays,
Your sprinklers of crazy rays ,
Makes me ride in the horse back,
I jumped from mountain to mountain ,
Climbing and weaving abundance of romantic tales,
Your call I can hear even in this rambler’s pace,
I wait for your passionate trails,
I don’t want to get addicted to it either,
But heart never follows the way,

It is always eager to listen the torrents of passion
That I hear from the cool moon rays . .

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