Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Bazi alis Subrata Ray Poems
True Education’s Prize.
Do you think? ‘I don’t deserve!
I have stung ministers and big brothers,
In my art evoking body’s harp,
Yes, yes, I do deserve!
Since the days of university,
My geography creates history,
Under my cover I hold romantic stories,
Why heart? But witty beguile,
Ah! Yes I have stamps and seals,
I stand gate-way for so many deals,
I can speak fluent,
From moment to moment I can bend,
Fairy honey-pigs I can arrange,
I myself a poetry with grapes and orange.
Be not jealous and envious of my fame,
I am a step for their democratic ...
A kiss imagined,
A kiss on fore head,
Leads the spirit to soul’s gate.
A kiss on darling’s feet,
Is lover’s cherished retreat.
A kiss on lips with strong passion,