Dream
Once upon a time, I saw,
The daub sky has bend to touch
The lower heaven, the earth.
Some mysterious clouds has quarreled
And with a preserved manner, they,
Libation for him as a
Honorable leviathan.
A bunch of bryophytes, some crazy finches,
Have welcome him………with a
Filigree song of arrival.
The lapwings are enjoying in the lap
Of the blue's.
They want to know from him
From his theosophist members,
"is it your love? Is it our dream?
Blue says "plenary world is waiting for me
With a broken trust of past"
poem by Jayanta Banerjee
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