You And I Poem by Neela Nath Das

You gave me a rose,
I found an insect.
You smiled,
I thought
you had teeth-ache.
You hugged me,
Cockroach might make it,
as you are afraid of it,
I was sure.
You sent a billet-doux,
considering it land lord's notice,
I handed over it to father.
You escorted me at night,
I called a policeman to save me.
You warned me of other guys,
I found they were good enough.
You forbade me to write rubbish,
I am writing still.
You called me,
But I bade good bye.
Shylock, how can I believe you?
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