Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Veteran Poet - 1,853 Points (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Flowing Temporal - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Mystic mystery mouths,
Through the pores of installed unconscious,
From Nature-fed temporal vase.

Fogs wind round and round,
And oil-filled earthen lamps wick,
Then, with sudden jerk the sun is gone.

The Vice-wolf vaults and vaults,
And the Temptation erects flag,
Then, above the corpses float the hags.

Comments about The Flowing Temporal by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

  • Bronze Star - 2,815 Points Paul Brookes (11/11/2013 2:02:00 AM)

    Great poem but the first line is superfluous. However that just my opinion The poem is very deep and seems to have layers of meaning. More than one reading is necessary to get its impact. Well done BB (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, November 11, 2013

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