Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Silver Star - 4,350 Points (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

What Ought To Have Been My Poem. - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Picture of thoughts of readable politics,
No slipshod of unfelt drudgery,
No tool to make fool a bull,
And winnowing the sweat-dropped -wages.

The aesthetic delight of spiritual-science,
Like the uncovered crack of a volcano,
The reconstruction of constructed conscience,
And the literature of my nomadic vagabond.

Meticulous image as distilled lake,
Where one sees his mask-less face,
And the effacing identity reflects the within,
The tale of Time hangs without name.
That ought to have been a fragment of my poem.

The schooling of the Truth,
Though upland relative in every phase,
Of vegetation , birds, animals and men,
Might have been the candle of my poem to wean.

Topic(s) of this poem: confessional


Comments about What Ought To Have Been My Poem. by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

  • Mithilesh Yadav (1/20/2016 1:27:00 AM)


    astonished sir ji.... learnt a lot from your poem.... grt penned (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016



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