Subrata Ray Poems

Your Dandy still whispers in my ears,
And the paper flowers deck my bed,
I sought and willed in you my anchored shade.
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My dearest,
Wide and barest,
Stretched her nectar hands,
Ride I ride, not of being a afraid,
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A cry springs from within with tidal tears,
Standing in the waves of loss and gain,
Seeing the entangling of repeated chains,
Of magic withering desire's brain! ,
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Colossal life force initiates conflict with psychic ocean,
Father’s cancerous death at eight proves her a waif,
Iron will from within, and struggle undaunted,
Seeks the passages of a genius’s pains, trampling chains.
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An wild wilderness wails an yawn,
I feel the advent of tidal and the storm,
The dense cloud of un-rained summer,
And an unheard thunder of virginal burst.
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My darling like a brook,
Flows through the remotest glades,
My love’s boat at her will she leads,
And keeps untouched by any probable threat.
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Well by the by,
Darling play-mate,
Do you hear?
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The images that flashed by,
In M.F, Hussain’s green eye,
Would remain as eternity’s fragments.
And ages to come would see them as garments
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Occult treasure house your book,
lays unread.
A letter or two I read, and find,
Their echoing.
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I love you dear,
For in you my all senses find control,
Within suspended remain I, and ever roll.
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