Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

Poems of Bazi alis Subrata Ray

The Untouched Goblet.

The Untouched Goblet.

Just for a peg of love,
I invited Time to wither,
And let the body be a corpse,

I fostered no gay forest,
And its wild animals,
In my deserted isolation.

For, your terrible spindle,
And choice of single vacancy,
I kept my self as goblet.

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