English Poetry Sublimation

Rays are feeble, candle is trembling,

Parrot is also trying to break the cage,

Numerous mourners are on the paper,

Scattered at all the corners---

Looking at me for the new hope,

I am not defunct,

Still I am not deft,

Unable to defy the angel,

Again I am not the sage.

My children,

I provided you all and individual identity,

Spread out in the time,

go to the flowers,

Tell them the message as bee,

Life is a river,

It has to be sublimated by the sea.

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By Rabindra Nath Banerjee

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