Treasure Island

Amitava Sur

(20.01.1950 / Kolkata)

My Right


The lovely flower with alluring essence...
The ripe fruit with it's juice...
The flushing meadow and the golden bay
Attract me so intense.
The gorgeous lass with her curves and cleavage
Entices me and fascinates.

I being a foodie too -
And a connoisseur of beauty and love,
I’ll eat, drink, inhale and praise-
With fullest content and delight.

As a bee from flower to flower
Roams in the garden so free
Sucks honey with it's will and wish
Quite merrily with such an ease.

No matter – who thinks what
In whichever way he may like
It is my birth right to cherish my life –
In my own befitting way.

Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 17, 2014

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Amitava (24.10.2013)

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  • Roseann Shawiak (5/16/2014 6:15:00 PM)

    This side of you wanting and loving - being enticed and fascinated brings a smile
    to my heart at how carefree you feel in your own befitting way. This poem fits you
    perfectly, Amitava. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (10/26/2013 6:10:00 AM)

    To be as free as a wasp with out a car in the world would be great. Another good poem. (Report) Reply

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