His Silhouette | Bhavya Prabhakar

My dreams are following the unconscious mind;
Where my body is in a torpid state
Where my feelings and beliefs are getting intimate
With his silhouette in a dark, crowded place,
As if I were heavily sedated in that process,
Where everyone blathers on about his promises and concerns,
Jumping on the conclusions but hidden, he is,
Wherein his decisions are approaching towards me
As a matter of commitment.

The background and the shadows fill me with astonishment;
Where every voice has an ounce of suffering from fake to real or real to fake
Where every feeling is detached, in order to
Fall for the attachment of despair and anxiety,
To collapse suddenly,
Where my dreams are desperate to know the reasons:
Known or unknown,
To find the connection of his silhouette with those
Known figures in the dreams about that night.
Which I carve often in the strong sedation of fright
Failing to understand the sense of attachment
As senses are on the swing of sleepy foam,
Where dreams are following the unconscious mind.

Bhavya Prabhakar is a visiting lecturer by profession hailing from India. She teaches the French language in India at Delhi University. She has obtained a Master’s Degree in French Literature, which has provided her with many opportunities. She got a Charpak scholarship from French Embassy to do one semester in France. She studied at the Paul-Valéry University of Montpellier, Master-2, in Francophone Literature. A poet at heart, she started writing for Poet’s Corner, which further aroused her passion and zeal for writing. Some of her poems have been published in Indian Periodical, Spillwords Press (New York), Free Verse Revolution, The Writers, and Readers’ Magazine, Muse India, and Too Well Away Literary Journal. Her poems have also been featured in two anthologies.