The Hungry Ago Poem by Subrata Ray

The Hungry Ago



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Some years ago,
There was a go and a go,
With torch-terrified -turn,
No rigid fuel but heart felt burns!

And now, in gliding present,
The past merits its cast,
The skinny youth into a lonely bust!

Then, -the future, -a dream of the present,
Transfers and tempts, the widow white,
But devoid of might and right!

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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