The Boomerang. Poem by Subrata Ray

I wanted to amaze you,
With a romantic poem,
Rolling the impression of your name,
And painting your dramatic sense,
That oozes wild beyond the fence.


But, no sooner had I finished the poem,
I forgot all the past, and your name,
Your flowery smile, mystic eyes, rosy cheeks,
And the voice from the strange real,
Catheterized me and I got benumbed.


The palpable tending teased to frenzy,
The brain came down to heart, heart to emotion,
The surged of the seven seas rose with commotion,
I discovered before me, the incarnation of my poetry,
Hey sweet darling! You are Love's mystery.


No cause was there to have such a harangue,
My tiny poem from your returned as boomerang.