Love In Lovers' Poetry Poem by Subrata Ray

Love In Lovers' Poetry.

Lovers are fickle,
Till they consume love,
And rainbowed romance,
Stir their psychic harps.

Where to be serious,
They hardly know,
Like a pair of pigeons,
The broil, loiter and go.

'Made for each other',
Their oily tongues speak ,
Though body may agree,
The inconsistent mind bibs.

The lovers' love is itself poetry,
And seriousness brings pathos and pangs,
As Romeo and Juliet in history!