Satyananda Sarangi is a young civil servant by profession. A graduate in electrical engineering from IGIT Sarang, his works have featured in The Society of Classical Poets, Snakeskin, WestWard Quarterly, Sparks of Calliope, Page & Spine, Glass: Facets of Poetry, The GreenSilk Journal and elsewhere. Currently, he resides in Odisha, India.
Do dreams have hands, and feet and eyes,
a brittle heart
That fail to understand these sighs
in whole or part?
Do dreams befriend, and then betray
the hopeful stance
Of human toil and fade away
without a chance?
Do dreams, disguised as poets, mark
on walls of rhyme
Their grievances, across the dark
expanse of time?