Who Is A Romantic? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Who is a romantic, how is romanticism, the whiff and wisp of it,
I want to know, I want to feel the fragrance of, I want to smell it,
As the word romanticism has always evaded and eluded meaning and explanation,
As for taking it, as for reviewing,
And hence ask I, what is romanticism,
Who is a romantic,
How the features and characteristics?

A romantic is a dreamer, a romantic is an imagist, a landscapist
All but fancifully, imaginatively, lyrically,
A lover and a singer of heart, a painter and a picnicker and a holidayer,
One in search of scenes, sights and landscapes,
One nostalgic and melancholic,
One feeling and thinking within.

Romancing with life and the world, the ways of it
Stylistically, manneristically,
Polite and refined, simple and good,
Creating, full of creation,
Never destructive,
To create, not to destroy is his mission and vision of life
As romance is not wayward.

A romantic, his sense of romance, how does he take to,
How does he describe, my point of discussion,
As he goes about dreaming, singing and loitering
The ways of life and the world,
A dreamer of life and the world,
A photographer at work.

To be a romantic is not to be a lover of girls,
Is not to be eat, drink and merry,
Dancing, drinking and partying in full as to destroy oneself;
To be a romantic is to be a lover of man, nature and the world,
To be a romantic is to be a good man
With new ideas and new thinking,
New concepts and new attitudes.

To be a romantic is to be good man,
Good from one’s own heart and soul,
Full of innocence and ignorance, a lover of simple life and living,
A sculptor of the unknown citizen, a singer of the common man,
Paying tributes to the bust and the torso of the unknown citizen,
Giving flowers to the scholar gipsy.