Will You, Please... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Will you once come over here?
So badly I need you;
I need you my dear.
My love`s run out;
I need a full feeling.
My heart`s gone arid;
It needs a good tilling.

Maybe just once
Like a great chance;
I`ll try it out
Like a drowning hand
Catches at a straw.
I badly need you;
I need a way out.

Ah! Out is the dagger
That once you offered.
Put right into the heart
And it bled bloody smart.
Ah! That dagger is fine.
It tells a sad tale- -
How it poisoned your heart
And why it went into mine.

Will you once more come over here?
I really badly need you, my dear.
Will you, will you do me a favor?
Just the very very last favor.
Love me, love me, more than ever.
You may choose the other in order.
You may lay your hands on me
With this old, love dagger.
This time make it double sure
That it does its work.
I`ll be happy whatever is your favor.
I need you, badly need you, my dear.