Are You Dream Or Illusion? (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Art thou but dream, or fleeting shadow's grace?
Thy visage haunts my waking thoughts each day.
At times, thou comest with the rainbow's trace,
A prism cast in afternoon's soft ray.

Thou art the sun that peeks through morning's veil,
And warms my soul as soft as golden light.
Thy touch awakes me, breaking slumber's tale,
And fills my heart with day's resplendent might.

In moonlit hours, when night is calm and still,
Thy hand doth wave from silvered, distant sky.
Thy beauty, like the stars, doth bend my will,
Enchanting me with visions that pass by.

When summer's heat doth scorch my mortal soul,
Thou fall'st as rain, and mak'st my spirit whole.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@june11,2025.