Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Silver Star - 4,476 Points (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Bee's Bed - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

You may leave your place,
You may reject the bond,
And go off way abreast,
But for me you prick and shriek,
In anxious unrest.

My me's seed, in you germinate,
And ousting the parasites grow,
You may while away, -to and fro,
But without feeling, without healing,
Haggard and uncared you go!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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