Dream's Garden.. Dusmanta Choudhury

 
Of a divine mind's grove
In a beautiful dream's garden
Many flowers bloom everyday
And fall down, beauty in vain

The thinker bees do fly
And sitting on different flowers
Either suck the honey or not
But again fly away in showers

Flavoured wine in every flower
A foreigner is joyous in bright
Once his lips touches the wine
The moon is seen in the dark Night

Light of hues in my dream garden
Red , blue ,yellow and white
The spring of flowers with colours
Get the breeze of so sweet

The gardner notes always
Every morning and evening
From where the foreigner comes
And secretly the Honey stealing

The species of flowers in garden
Bloom like laughing of moon
In many ways in the poet's heart
Fill with romantic vibes soon

The sweet songs of the birds
Are heard day and night
Who is intoxicated in the tune
Collects the love in so exite

Not garden but an altar of union
Sometimes a stage of separation
Sometimes in the dream's garden
A sensitiveness draws a line often

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