Persistence Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Sometimes I make mistake for my flexible mood.
Me, an idel traveller choosing different colors of the sky
shows my changing attitude.
Will forgiveness forgive my innocent desires?
Love stuck in this vehement soul
Will allow me be free forever?
Are you in glee, oh my dear?
See, I am here,
Me need rectify the deepest sense
leaving the days of boredom,
So the colors could draw in those eyes an amazing scene,
And the book of fame would become
filled with her beloved's drastic persistence.