Subrata Ray Poems

The Birth-Day Wish.

Dearest friend divine,
Not from my brain,
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Poetry And Love.

Poetry! The face of the pre- and post unconscious,
Pervades every heart with its touch,
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If It Be.

No tomorrow there unfolds,
No yesterdays could ever be,
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The Ship And The Mariner.
Dedicated -To My Youngest Brother, -Dr. Suvas Ray
The ship grows old,
But the spirit is ever young,
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A Fragment Of Her Poems.

She painted picture of thoughts,
And conveyed them with her name.
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The Bliss Of Serenity.-Dedicated To Carol Kate Chard-Hargett​


The pathless path,
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The Inevitable!

It was a cool, cool ox,
And and a daily ravaged bitch,
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All came,
But love did not come!
Came Fate and death,
But love did not come.
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Once in Western India through a desert country,
Vivekananda Swami had His pilgrimage,
He walked and walked on passage after passage,
Crystal lakes, trees and pants clad in green hue,
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The worth of growing,
The virtue of becoming,
Stage by stage subtly beauteous,
With service and care,
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