Poem - Dream Or Reality - Published In International e-Journal

by Monojit Dutta 08:22 0 comments short poems

Dream Or Reality?

I was reading a horror book

With an intense terror look

Alone inside my tent

With a slight bend.

Suddenly the light went faint

I didn’t try to mend

From nowhere I heard a call

Calling my name 'Paul'.

“Who is it?” 

I cried a bit

I went out around

To find no one to sound.

It was June

With a full moon

There were some pale pieces of cloud

Hanging around.

Suddenly there was a bolt from the blue

Without any clue.

I screamed

“Is it my dream?"

I hurried back to my bed

And there I laid.

Suddenly the owl were hooting high

As if someone was sure to die.

The bats were flying

Beneath I was lying

Again I heard the call

Calling my name 'Paul'.

I couldn’t move my lips

I was in deep sleep.

Sadly I couldn’t see the next morning

My dead body laid only for mourning.

Now I am far from this earth

To renew and to take a new birth.

Surely someone called my name 'Paul'

I will be back to solve it once and for all.

Was it my dream?

Or was it death that screamed?