Sunday, 28 November 2010

dreams want to sleep for a while

all familiar faces vanished in a moment
as autumn knocked the doors
the pledge to die together was a
canvas of temporary colors
knitted dreams unfolded, threads
scattered as sweater s performance
now is out dated no more rosy chill
wool roll remained as a toy of kitten
the sun sets behind the easy chair
empty trembling shadows still touching
the bonsai plants, tuber lilies died
leaving the bulbs under the soil who
knows tomorrow, they would be
bloomed or not, the pale leaves are
falling one by one
dreams want to sleep for a while
--- shantanu sanyal