The Intrusions Poem by Subrata Ray

The Intrusions



Thirsty! but short rope
to draw water from depth.
Stubborn land to plough
with frail furrow,
and falling in love
before love grows.

Monday, May 4, 2020
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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