English Poem-- Fake Dawn

I live in a world of my own

Where :

By the wings of fancy

I roam beyond the horizon

Away from reality. 

Vain glorious ! 

I blow my own trumpet

Into the void

Into the void.

Believe me or not

A sense of arrogance

An illusion of distinct identity

Sustain me.

More often than not

I take you to sublimity

Digging my own profanity

Sneaking clandestine intents

But---

Bemused on cross roads

I promise you a Fake Dawn

A new world --

My own selfish Utopia

Unseen, unrealised, unheard

Where --

In gloating illusions

I spend my days

In joyful pains

And she'd crocodile tears.

Subhash Chandra Ganguly

June 1977

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* Published in  Brotherhood,AG UP

Magazine 1979

* Published in Mandakini , August 1999 Editor Dr Mahashweta Chaturvedi, Professors Colony, Shyamgang, Bareilly 243005

In 1998

* Published hindi adaptation in Tarang Hindi magazine.