Bazi alis Subrata Ray
Bazi alis Subrata Ray Poems
Love For The Beloved.
Long before the clicking of time-clock,
When memory had no advent,
Your abstract image planted its reflection,
In the all mirrored prism of my soul.
I had many a query and musing,
On the occasional projections,
And silently condensed forms and figures,
Like the recovery of oblivious dreams.
In temple, church and caves, the same image,
The same exploration, more in wretched and outcast,
Had an impelling sway as if a drop of water holds thousand oceans,
Like the ardent cry of an widow damsel,
For a promised off-sea captain,
Or the ...
The Nearest Neighbor
The Nearest Neighbor.
There lives a neighbor
A step away from my home,
Often He passes singing by,
In silent melody firing my inner Om.
Distant call His voice assures,
Though He lives nearest to my home.
A mendicant vagabond by nature is He,
In his pathway He sows the seed of Love