Subrata Ray Poems

The Rebirth Wish.

The anvil waits with wistful zeal,
And longs for the hammer to hit ,
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The Scientific Realization Of Religion Of Man.

Unlocked by itself the mystic door of the 3rd eye,
The gateway of the vast Unconscious opens,
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The Road Stoops To Feet. Dedicated To Swami Vivekananda

Travelled and travelled the pilgrim,
With denied time steps,
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The Face Of A Vacant Night.

Once with careless steps,
In a shadowy springy night,
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The adolescence tidal heralds the Spring,
The Cuckoo coronets tinged wings,
Strange whims find flowing,
Desires illumine in mystic rings.
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Woman the Love-Divine,
By Her grace,
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A Passage To Her Poetry.

In his primrose-path,
A Lily from uncertain vase,
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To My Friends, -Birth Day Greetings.

On My Birth Day,
From my heart I pay,
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Happiness, -the desire's ration,
The romantic bed-of Hope,
You hang Hangman's rope,
And engulf the soul!
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The Impression Of The Self.

Time and again,
Time split into broken images,
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