Biography of Amit Ray
It was pleasure meeting people from various parts of the world from various socio-economic background.
Adios. Amit Ray.
Amit Ray's Works:
Will come surely- my research papers and books, sooner or later.
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Amit Ray Poems
And they came all blueberry cranberry blackberry cherry and I remained dumbfounded whom to pop and whom to marry worry and merry like tom and jerry in a flurry to life`s golden galarie
Your Name: Amit Ray Title of Poem: In Sunderbans
CONSANGUINITY The augury of him in Crimea was so That Ekaterina said she was tired of sandwiches
Kissed off loneliness in your togetherness -a sepulchral statue, bullet hole
****~a Madrigal`s Motley~****
A madrigal`s motley through the winds Only with her wings they did play the strings, did their words succumb to her rantings? Colours capriced in mundane hearts, kisses robbed in binds
The augury of him in Crimea was so
That Ekaterina said she was tired of sandwiches
But I did have black tea, black Latvian bread with her black Ikra near Black Sea
Hundreds of kilometres from Kiev and from Moscow in Odessa where heresy breaches
I beated her wings in no confinement, in no vituperation
She flew flower to flower to no destination