Kolkata- Born Of Dreams

The poem is about Calcutta, the former capital city of India.

 

Kolkata, she is the breath of bliss

She is a dream in motion

Beauty of a thousand spring times

The quintessence of emotion

 

Kolkata, she is the song of life

Dancing in the light of hope

Weaving magic in the twines

Of tales of long ago

 

My city never saddens

My city never sleeps

My city if born

Of a million dreams

 

Kolkata, she is the city of joy

The Technicolor of sound

The epitome of happiness

That she diffuses all around

 

Kolkata, she is chaste and pure

She is a prayer divine

But her strength can stand the Kalbaisakhi

And like the sun she’ll shine

 

My city never cries

My city never falls

Never refrains to answer

Your every call

 

She never ever saddens

And she never sleeps

My city if born

Of a million dreams

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is beautiful. I want to visit India. I been to many places in my life. The India people I have know have been kind and held great hope and belief. Your poem described a beautiful place filled with much life. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote