Waited Dawn Shifts To Lonely Noon. Poem by Subrata Ray

Waited Dawn Shifts To Lonely Noon.



Waiting lips invite
Dreamy half-shut lids
Miracle furrows
Willing will deals
/Planted nectar penetrating caress' seals.

Gobi groans for crimson monsoon,
Waited dawn shifts to lonely noon,
Honeyed flower cries for bee-lees misfortune.

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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