Immature Imagination - Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

Let's strongly stop our reason for a second
And let's die in imagination for a moment.
You would lie dead upon my dead body
Like that love-sick Juliet, the heroine holy.
But here is none to come back to life again
Like that acting herione for breath to begin;
Rather I'll sleep surely in eternal darkness
And I'll see you dazzled in this night fresh.
Oh! You are right, I am talking nonsense,
But please do suspend your disbelief hence,
Since we are now at out of the mundane ball
To play with meaningless imagination's call.
Surely I will be a fantastic failure,
Since our imagination is immature.


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