A Seminar Report/I Went To The Conference To See The Bobby, Julie, Daisy Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I went to the conference not to hear
The speakers speaking,
The resource persons on the dais,
But to see Bobby
With the curls coming over the face
And she sidelining them
To see.

When the old classical scholar lectured he
On the wealth of our scriptures,
None admired it,
I mean the old scholar,
But when Miss Bobby came she,
The educated audience clapped to see her.

Frankly speaking, you take it good or bad,
I went there to see
The beautiful-beautiful girls
Participating
And I come across, chance upon
My accidental love.