Dream Fragments In A Dream Poem by Subrata Ray

The Dream Of Dream Landed Witch And Ghost.

It was winter night
The coldest day of December,
Silence pervaded the whole atmosphere,
My woolly blanket with thick cotton lair,
Got me armed as fairly Lover, .

Between sleep and awake,
A vision of a Blue Moon came
And by her side
Stood an illumined Bride,
And spread her Sky hair
And sure , sure, an illusive Witch peeped there.

..My Sleep slipped into sloppy May
Dreamy downy woodland way
And witnessed Carnivals of ghosts and witch
Haggard dogs and sullen bitch.
Caverns of Vampire
Housed in the air ,
An angel Spirit who alone merits
Whispered beware! Beware.

The Dreamdissolved intochasum of Fossils,
The deads from mommy and graves
Rose in a mystic waves
And initiated airy deals.

Scattered skeletons and empty skulls,
Of damsel, princess,knight and earls,
Retarding to youthful prime
Clamoured in colours and enamerled surge.

And breathed and wailed with Romantic urge.

The Dream shared not Time and Space
But vapid, vacant, crazycraze,
Fragments from phantasy
Bubbled, and redoubled,
A soulless body wanged and propelled.

Beware! Beware! Receded and receded
And in a sudden jerk, I rose from the bed.
What I saw wereghosts and witches
Chaffy scholars, fake politics, and enamoured bitches.