A Draught Of Nectar From Lotus Feet. Poem by Subrata Ray

A Draught Of Nectar From Lotus Feet.



I cry for you darling,
I suffer from your spell,

I submit,
I commit,
I fail! .

Perhaps you are my ocean,
Limbs scattered commotion,
My imagination’s flashy lake.

My each will sails,
Sky and space,
My nights and days,
Wave the Time goodbye,
Search I, whine I and go by.

Awaken, rise you hand, and bless,
Immortal I am, but disease based.

I feel your miracle,
And myself miracle can’t be,
So many fossils, burdens’ tenor,
And dry dreary cycles, -I bear,
For a draught of nectar from your lotus feet.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Judy meeker 26 May 2018

💘I love this sweet vagabond. God bless you in every way.

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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