Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Hearts Vessels.


You planned and speculated,
You invited me to share,
To set sail the hearts -vessels,
Where no mariners were!

You whispered your psycho-bio voice,
In the turbid sway of stormy night,
At the feeling's secret-cabin,
And lost in awe I found, -the Captain,
Taking charge of the frenzy wine.

You teased me to slide beyond,
The glimmering border of night and day,
Where the sky blooms on ever sunny bay.

The land is free with divine tree,
And the vessel feels no tussle to sail,
Yours and mine, cravings and whines,
Depart from the black-mind’s jail.

Hey grandest darling Divine,
Had you not loved, where I had been! ! !

Submitted: Sunday, June 30, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013

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