Treasure Island

Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Lurking Primeval.

The day woke up with reddish sun,
And the silence broke with clamors of the birds,
The tender blooms budded from Nature's heart,
The gentle breeze rocked the standstill leaves.

Some certain uncertainty for some special one,
To be amused and to have a fun,
Waited in the cave with irresistible sequence,
And the would-be ecstasy took fancy in trance.

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