Poems by- S D Subrata

Death Is Great And Cruel Leveller

Death is a great leveller
And also cruel
So much distress as death
No where no how ,
In a moment so rapidly
Change situation
The person who spoke cried
Even walked while ago,
By chance retire for good
Interrupt all kinds of bindings
Go for an unknown world
Firstly out of sight
And at a stage out of mind ,
That is destiny
Great pain great harrowing
Death is a great and cruel leveller
Eventually.

Maniac

Now I see that
You’re a great crazy
More and more than me
Unless how it possible!
Such a simple matter
But so much care
Really this is amazing,
I lose myself and think
Just a plained occurance
Still how much feelings
Unending devotion a unique realization
Indeed I I can’t consider
Incredulous my own eyes
It seems to me
You are a generous maniac.

Alleviation

For last some days discomfort
Grasp me seriously as like octopus
Inactivity and sickness of mind
Effect over all the usual works
no where found comfort
No concentration for even favorite things
Undiscovered reasons made me lunatic
Eventually some smoothing words
Gave back alleviation .