Bazi alis Subrata Ray
A Peg Of Song On Grassy Mat. - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Thought painted books and statues,
Vain researches on morbid reasons,
Rules and conventions of kings and priests,
May fade in to a magician’s wallet,
And never, never, I will have any objections.
I wish a peg of song on grassy mat,
After sweat earned lunch in a mud-hut,
Oh! No corporation of scorpion’s intellect.
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