DREAM SLEEPS ON THE RUINS

Darkness of night wraps the squeals
in the citadel of life becomes silence!
on ruined walls, fresco breathe alone,
the last desire to get the justice, some
privileges to renovation, saline wet -
wind is exposed by sea, it absorbed
easily by parched bricks, emotional
layers fall one by one in the dimness,

beneath the fly over the dream sleeps
for a moment after selling her body!
speed of traffic doesn t make variation
a decade long night goes through one
end to other, in the process of survival
ethics have no place, just life itself
closes the gateways for moonlight !

the dreamy child feeds the breasts
though mother is died long ago, the
innocent kid cries entire night to see
the beautiful morning, nobody knows
saga of that unknown tender dream !
may be somewhere delicate fingers
writing the repetition of slogan for
a piece of bread, a piece of cloth
a corner to touch the wounded limbs
dream does not know the meaning of
human rights, it has to survive for a night
among the predator of ruthless planet!

---- SHANTANU SANYAL