Poet Soumendra Dutta Bhowmick's one poem

 A Floral DREAM

 

While flying over the white clouds

              I dreamt of an elegant fairy-queen,

She had no wavy wings but

Beauty was overwhelming,

               What’s then a charming scene!

Her close brownish were a magic,

Her silent appeal aroused a wave-

Gradually it paralysed me

With an aromatic arrow

When loneliness seemed to be blessing,

When I was free from anger, horror

And cheerfulness with its natural art

Overcast my limited sky.

Thus thy name I knew as Love—

Loving moments were the message of Life,

Speedily I woke up, I woke up

Not to be far from her tidy-tie.