The Rebellious Me! Poem by Subrata Ray

The Rebellious Me!



The world weaves conventions’ chains,
The exceptional is my I,
In narrowed rooms,
The reasons bloom,
Me the rebellious ever fly.

The day and the night,
With Time glide,
Fill vacancy and empty blind,
Against the tides,
My vagabond rides,
And forgets to look behind.

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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