Subrata Ray Poems

Behind the spectrum glory
The white Sun beam has its story
The rose, elgentine, Shaphali and lily ,
The Fragrance has its divisions.
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The glorious days of the past
Have turned into dust,
The parallel pathways
Revealing valleys , glades,
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Mother’s Love –Dedicated To Surabhi Mondal

Love Mother love
, Infuse divine spirit,
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The Homeward Vagabond.

Reluctant to sail the boundless ocean?
And looking back to have more of life,
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And Yet.

And yet, and yet, and yet,
We would wait,
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A Crack! -Dedicated To White Wave.

Cave after cave,
Lie buried beneath the running vehicles,
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The tales of the Brahmins In ancient India speaks of sacrifice,
They lead a life on begging, austerity, and no compromise.
Family men they were as the highest of social stations,
People received them with reverence and occult administration.
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She embraces a snake,
He homes a panther,
They needed a hyena and tigress,
To rebuild their dialectic with a grace.
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Faces face the face facile
And link to thousands chords,
The gems and Jewell, show they,
And wealth of pictures they hoard.
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The world weaves conventions’ chains,
The exceptional is my I,
In narrowed rooms,
The reasons bloom,
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