Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Veteran Poet - 1,469 Points (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Desert In Wood-Land Hill. By Ray Subrata - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

A mid-summer will,
His total identity seals,
And with a bonfire fair sets his deal.

The wood lander aired the air,
Set fire and took away the fair,
Burnt half alive, visits the leave.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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