I rise from the dreams of thee
In your first sleep of night;
Untill your eyes close forever
In the land of eternal oblivion!
Do dreams die
In unknown realams of reality?
Do colourful dreams fade
Into the grave of fallacy?
A fallacy may this life seem -
A spiral palindrome
A bucolic wind hustles through
Slowly embraces silence
And the profound etherial silence
Slowly erupts into storm!
A storm perceived in your eyes
Eye's the land of unspoken dreams;
Dreams are not spoken by words;
Dreams spoken through tears-
Achieve eternal immortality;
Death may trample the fragrance of azure sky
The dreams of the beloved won't let me die..............
Deep Mukherjee
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-won-t-let-me-die/
