Geetabitan Is My Tonic Poem by Madhabi Banerjee

Rabi is his name
He sheds lusre that is Geetabitan
But to me it IS the Geeta, the Bible, the Koran
And also it is my tonic.
I pasted it in every wall and in every table.
Rabindranath is his chaste name
Tagore is his surname.
To me he is very honoured one.
When I was obstinate, I was framed
And don't know which way to go
They called me a fool, They made me an idiot,
They treated me like an insipid
May be god is also one of their herd
As I was shuttled from one court to another
I ate too much of life as result I grew diabatic.
They fed me too much veg and non-veg
And in effect my digestive juice did not secrete enough.
Then I ate enough Rabindranath
‘GEETABITAN' was my tonic.
It helped me to vomit and appeased my stomach problem.
Now with every new I take a pill of Geetabin'
And sleep in my own arms,
With my own world hugged around.