Bazi alis Subrata Ray
The Mighty Mind, -Dedicated To My Great Friend Sean Ewing. - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
i have nothing to say so heres Spacemen 3.....revolution, purity, love, suicide, accuaracy, love.........playing with fire."
Some dappled words,
As prelude of one's ‘About'
Sprout from Unconscious root,
And set vistas of timeless concept.
‘Suicide' and genocide,
Desert's loneliness and atomic ride,
Fire of hate and love's fire,
Accuracy of intellect and nuclear war,
Evolution of forest from human forest,
Purity-ceased drink and orgy's rest,
Ah the competition, -who is the best! ! !
The designed tapestry of dialectic human,
Even in psychic massacre claims him sane,
What Buddha or Jesus never can,
The green grass on peace prevailed lea,
The sky's kiss to the sea's glimmering horizon,
Or the frenzy of a sage or the West Wind,
Can only save our immoral ruins.
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