Treasure Island

Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Vain Glory’s Gift.

That pause, that cause, and that clot,
Of yours, were, to me un-landed thought,
And I voyaged, seven oceans, and three islands,
For a steed, an answer, and an wizard.

Time winged, and land –bodied I were,
Woods and hills I did cultivate too,
And all mine’s gems I ate,
And yet I proved a vain glory!

Then I cried, and cried, and cried,
You broke the silence, and smiled.

Submitted: Thursday, April 28, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

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