Dream Light by Sugandha Das

Dream light
Where does it fade?
Like old broken records
Like singers of yore
Like melodies in a storm
Is it not the saddest thing?
The death of a song…
Oh but look!
Here comes a tunnel of silence
Cheered by humming tracks.
This train will take you home
To a melody of laughter
To a happy reunion of smiles
And as you look upon your roof
Upon the dully glowing lamp
You will recognize it eternally
As your own dream light.