ANIL KUMAR PANDA

I Do See Strange Dreams

Sometimes I do see strange dreams

Like picking up the chewing gum you have spat

On the road and roll it with the tongue in my mouth,

Tasting the dust sticking to it;

Like painting my lips with your ear wax

You have kept in a piece of news paper

To dispose it to the dust bin when you finish

Cleaning floor and washing inner clothes;

Like throwing some nervous kisses through the

Holes of the boundary wall,

When you come to the yard wearing a tight frock;

You have breasts like the moon

that bounce like balloons in the air when you run;

Wish I could make knots of your long hair

And tie the stars in it;

I wake up with a hang over

Having drunk excess of your sensuous charms.

My Dreams Come True

Sometimes my dreams come true

In the cold penury when life seems dark

I find a path completely lighted and new

Flowers are lined on both sides

Shedding their fragrances and aromas

Dew on smooth leaves so easily glide

Sometimes my dreams seem so real

My numerous wounds in the heart stop

Bleeding swiftly and begin to heal

I get back my love and feel a lot of joy

My nights glow with moons and stars and

In my dreams I jump like a young boy

ANIL KUMAR PANDA