Poke, -The Stimulant Of Love And Care Poem by Subrata Ray

Poke, -The Stimulant Of Love And Care



What beauty is there,
To share and care,
By a poke, -the master stroke.

A recall and a reminding,
Of the psychic tie,
That did not die.

More to say than apparent pay,
A herald of the true self,
All affirmation, never a nay.

The magic flash of a reverie,
Somewhat a gem from treasured closet,
A fresh air to soothe in one's unrest.

Poke! poke! poke!
Scatter your willows from boundless Unconscious,
Stimulate, regenerate, redeem, -with a poke's touch!

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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