The Cosmic Identity .

I feel you presence
The ancient reminiscence ,
That in undated track ,
Rises its back ,
Like a submerged whale .
My dearest abstract !
In time-being concrete ,
From mold to mold you form ,
To shape your Being !
As my blind whims on playthings ,
Get exhausted just as over-sea –bird ,
And retire on a mast , being beguiled ,
Then again wings , sings , makes nest .
Oh ! Night is the oblivious rest ,
The day is burning hopes of dust ,
So many soldiers of my ignorance ,
Hover upon me with pitiful –cast !
I feel your presence ,
And the link of trance ,
Now thinnest is the screen ,
In you collapse I must !

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

With You My Chemistry Swoons To Naught

You are fountain of love and light ,
To me a holy bright ,
The sun would rise , and pass the night .
You have fallen in love for the first time ,
With your purer mind , tinged -heart and soul ,
So you wish to recede from your previous goal .

Yes yes I have your virginal taste ,

The joy of getting lost is the best .

With you I feel the tempest’s commotion ,

In your lap , in your gap , sets free my motion .

My body’s chemistry ,swoons to naught ,

For your trance , for your dance ever I fought !

The Love You Foster He Would Reap .

Yours is anchor ,

To bind the mariner's ship ,

Yours is prayer ,                                                                            

To laugh -away each day's grief ,

Yours is vacant look ,

To lay upon the distant horizon ,

Yours is un-read book ,

Treasured  in your body's shrine .

Yours is a mud-built hut ,

And you wish the emperor to come ,

For you are a abstract butt ,

For you wish your Lover should it benumb .

Yours is a cage with your unknown bird ,

And it cries for liberty with opening of the lid

Your lover is not a deaf ,-

He feels your irons ,feels your grief ,

In your tearful , he sets His ship ,

The love you foster He would reap .

My Me In You !

Why and how you turned into my great Book ,
A pleasing cum tormenting , shadowy abstract hook !
A longing look .

Inadeuable thunder quake , suspense and break ,
My hope , my breath , my existence shake ,
You my intake .

My ferry boat , with anxious wait , wishes you step ,
Unmindful I , float harbor to ghat , to have a peep ,
The strange ship .

My soul sails , stretching the glimmering boarder ,
Whines tearful describe , and unrest frenzy cries ,
For magic touch .

Hey mine ,where you have gone tinging my Being ,
Why ! Why ! Why! this unquenched trembling !
My me in You !!!

Now We Are With Our Father ,-Christ The Lord .

Such a marvelous  divine gift ,

In our transient life's drift

Love of our Father ,-Christ ,

On this day of His Highness' incarnation ,

Filling the earth and Heaven with Love's emission ,

Awakening the universe with soothing  mirth

Let blessed be , 2010s  ,25th December ,with His rebirth .

Though  magi , we are not , yet what else less ,

You would offer ourselves , to have His bliss ,

In our Faith’s mirror , and at our Conscience’s palace ,

We would see Him living , and sitting in His Divine grace .

Love to all my friends ,  sisters and brothers , love to all ,

Father has come ,-daughters and sons' will have no fall .

My Oneness With My Love .

My soul's voice you seem ,                                                                                          

In your absence , it is dim ,

In your presence light sparks ,

The glorious glow finds its mark ,

                

My love then is no more an widow ,

Nor it is a spreading shadow ,

Twenty thousand monarchs' strength I hold ,

Sobbed in light , treasured by might , I turn bold .

Life’s tale by an ‘idiot’ drops from me ,

For I find in me the glory of the great thee .

The desert , the forest , the sky , fade ,

A luminous halo , in transcended glade .

My vagabond field ,

Gets ever unified ,

And I feel my self a living soul ,

Ah! Your presence is my mundane goal !