Bazi alis Subrata Ray (January / Formerly East Pahistan)
The Spoiled Retreat.
The streams of haphazard thoughts,
Like hawks float to and fro.
Clouds from memory’s pit,
Revive and muddle the mind’s sheet.
The dumb nature though is calm,
The volatile psychic spoils the retreat.
Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013
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