A Woman Poem by Subrata Ray

A Woman



A Woman

The pillow plodded my chest,
The wings wrenched my waist,
The rattle numbed my ghost,
The Charapunji flooded my Gobi.

Primeval you are,
Moony -sunny -hawk,
You betide,
My fire-wood burns and burns,
Impelling haunt you yoke.

Monday, September 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: woman
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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