Subrata Ray Poems

It was an un-starry dark,
The sun came up dim and yellowish,
The birds got numbed,
And no voice did they cherish.
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I could not love you dearest,
For I could not know my morbid mind,
With your presence, I sought, purgative,
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A mid-summer will,
His total identity seals,
And with a bonfire fair sets his deal.
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The Universal Truth of Beauty.

The beauty of the Divine mother is the ultimate beauty of all,
It feeds the inner eye, and teases the soul to Heaven's call.
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The Floating-Sinking Boat.

On the junction of Tista and Torsa,
The surge of the cross-currents reigns,
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My time waits with frustration's night,
My casting eyes are but drought for your sight,
My lone hut, loses its art, in pitiable plight,
And my vacation is sick without your ride.
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The screen is plasma conscious,
It goes on rolling, and leaves touch,
On the body covered eternal being,
With Time's passages, it buzzes and rings.
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Amidst the daily struggles of life,
Amidst the humming of fake-weather friends,
And the play of the intoxicated senses,
With surface -hearts, we cry within with agony.
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From the stubborn hill
The azure liquids to horizon
The sight fades and dismay begins
Blind the eye proves
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In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks .
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
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