Treasure Island

Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Covers Within Cover.


When you first did,
We slipped into a bed-cover,
No one knew, but you and me,
A branded anchor, that might be.
You promised, I suspected not,
Our willing so many battle fought.

You grew conscious,
You were coarse –monotonous,
I preserved the first bed-sheet,
Seeing not in you, -a treacherous cheat.

Your thrilling dream choose a blanket,
Sighed I, but blamed not my fate.
Ah! I waited to see a senseless canvas,
You replaced the blanket by skin of rhinoceros.

Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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