A Love Lyric... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

You are right. Very right.
Right you are. O my sweetheart.
I am a poet and I am poor;
That is this and ever for sure.

You are right. Very right.
Right you are. O my sweetheart.
I am poet and I am poor;
That is this and ever for sure.

Oh! so sorry, my dear-
Never been like a Don Juan hero.
Never will I be a savvy smart.
But I tell you I do love
And I do have one lover-heart.

Go and ask when it rains
They will tell you ever true
My words are like heavy clouds
And the truth is known to every drops.

O my dearie, I am so sorry.
Never been so glitzy cult.
Neither bright nor that clever
Never like a royal street smart.

Right you are. O my sweetheart.
I am poor and I am a poet.
But I tell you I do love
And I do have one lover-heart.

Read mine and then read thine.
The two hearts will read three words.
The same eight letters will ever shine
Like today in all many years.

You are right. Very right.
Right you are. O my sweetheart.
I am a poet and I am poor.
That is this and ever for sure.