Subrata Ray Poems

The Probable Solution.

Ok dear the screen is ever green,
The invisible in visible is often seen,
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You may not read my poem,
You may not like my name,
And you may leave me at your ease,
But you may love me if you please.For you are born of love,
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Life! ! !

Life is a new comer in a strange land,
With a centre in Vast Unconscious,
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The Untouched Goblet.

Just for a peg of love,
I invited Time to wither,
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The Blind Blue.
It was thoughtless noon,
The astronomical watch claimed so,
No visible darkness did the eye borrow,
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Arpita's Well.

The green Impossible might not have been.
Had Arpita not been beside Alpine,
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The Flower Girl.

The daily rose fades not,
She repairs, and stands,
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Transcendence ripples in abstract Unconscious,
Infinitely colossal swiftly induces divine touch!
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The Spider.

The spider builds cobweb,
It spreads as rippling waves,
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In wither hallow, roamed a damsel,
With swift but shadowy feet,
I willed to entreat her,
I willed to offer her uncounted greet ,
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