of dreams and reality poem 1

BOOK 19 of dreams and reality TS 7x10

I dreamt a strange dream
About a really strange land
Where lived a demon
With ever changing form.

One moment it was saintly
Speaking only of God
Next moment it was evil
Showing the way to hell.

One form will coax you
The other will lure you
Third will reprimand you
Fourth will goad you.

Mocking, taunting, scaring
Hatred, lust and anger
Twirled in its forms
Like colours in printer’s bowl.

Few moments of patience
Will show you the truth
Just like painter’s water
Twirling ended in one colour-black!

6.11.09, Garia, Kolkata

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