The Unidentified Poet Poem by Subrata Ray

The Unidentified Poet



The ever Tagged Poet.

In brothel, temple, and street
You merit for your youth,
both in figure and spirit

The inevitable decay is not yours,
as you have no wick of desire,
without friction you lamp invisible fire.

You are penned with the ink of feeling,
as pure water glides from fountain,

Wednesday, May 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: poet
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

A nice imaginative write. Thought provoking poem.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 02 May 2018

Dear Bazi, such an interesting poem👍👍👍

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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