Evening Dream

Evening Dream Dr Ranjit Dutta With your ardour In that green valley You raised your hand To the evening sky, I remember too. Looking two glazing stars of That silvery evening, Two cormorants were Swimming in the morass Chewing the verses Fearing nothing. Keeping aside The gloomy darkness, I was talking with my Poetry of cosmic green Who was grazing in your bosom. Suddenly Her rude face and your blue costumes searched someone In broken words . The wan pink spread silken perfume On her cottony body, My poetry fell in the bog While you came close and closer, The evening dream of Blue and pink Became pale green.