Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The dreamer

When the night is silent and dark ,
And half the mind is sleeping,
I can feel behind my shut eyes,
A precious dream stealthily creeping.

I struggle in this subconsciousness,
An aspirant dream catcher,
So tightly blindfolded by stark reality,
Only sleep drowns this subordinary creature.
© 2008 Rituparna Das