Meeting Him In My Dream Comments

Poem is written with dreadful trance...

Written in noinital......a hill station...

Quite a mystical poem addressed to an unknown person. I found this intriguing.

Thou came and cared in the light glaucous and flickering, Light spreads like rainbow bifurcated by stray cloud. Thy hands were as cold as snow that falls in early morning hour.

Thou came and went, showed sleazy light in the afternoon of life, Busy bees were buzzing as if fragrance wast heavy on flowers tossing in mushy wind. Soil soaked in untimely shower was glittering As thy footsteps wert fresh till then. Shower was moving in stable air, and Mad pursuit of unknown desire did it seem to float as thy presence was heavy for me to bear.