Heavy Wings, -Earth Is The Best. Poem by Subrata Ray

Heavy Wings, -Earth Is The Best.



Million truth birds in a forest,
With skied –wings in rest,
Were covered with a magician’s nest.

There was only one hole,
Escaping began to roll,
As per one’s worth,
Flight had its mirth,

An old bachelor in the queue ,
Preferred the truth of the forest,
Heavy wings, -earth is the best!

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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