Subrata Ray Poems

Do you think? ‘I don’t deserve!
I have stung ministers and big brothers,
In my art evoking body’s harp,
Yes, yes, I do deserve!
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The rose is ever green,
The rose remains bloomed
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From A Son To His Divine Mother(-Saroda.)
I wish to be a mad,
A mother-loran lad,
With one stay in life,
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No otherwise was,
No solace from dedicated past,
And I had to walk with self –lighted torch,
Amidst the friend-faced, indifference.
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The Psychic Drill.

How then the ‘why’ revives,
In a romantic wheel,
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The Romantic Revival.
In some by gone births,
We came on this earth,
And sang the psalm of love,
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Declared she at the age of twenty,
Hey, -me! No profit I can earn,
Save the whirlwinds and burns,
Of the rooted parasites of so many lives,
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I Want To Forget You.

I confess, I am in tress,
Of your winks’ missiles,
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Mother _Day Inmemorium (Maa)

Who can trace
Your grace
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Atom creates atom from within,
As the creation evolves from mother Divine.
Saturation is denied at the first phase,
Every atom posses a positive and a negative rage,
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