Love The Hearts’ Anchor . Poem by Subrata Ray

Love The Hearts’ Anchor .



The psychic bird,
With wearied wings,
Seeks a stay to rest,
Love is the tree,
That it feels free,
Springs as the best.

The partner psychic,
Comes in a hick,
And waters the desert land,
The lotus within red and green,
Erects and keeps its stand.

Ho, hi the psychic seeds root,
To give birth a twin -being,
A longing lone abstract thing!

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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