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.
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