The Unexpressed Love, - Poem by Subrata Ray

Dear Beauty of my live-prime,
I pledge here my endless rime
I wish your touch as infinitely much,
As condensed quanta of seven oceans.

Come through the west-wind -way
And create commotion in my mysterious room
Where light and darkness spark
As stars twinkle in stark night,
And sun emits aura at dawn.

Come with Monalisa's fragrance
And Diana's magic grandeur
Lull my senses into sleep,
And go deep into the subconscious castle
Awake my un-contented persistence
Heal the confused chemistry of the mind,

I have kept preserved my perennial spring,
I have reformed my above-time wings,
And myself have effaced panoramas shadows,
Come and become the Truth of my love,
Evade the wait less wait of Time and Space.