They Superbly Won... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

The sun was blazing
Hot wave was sweeping
Over the bare road
And the green stretches
Lying along both arms;
The irate early afternoon
Was vengefully calling our bluff:
Just a few bikers who head back home
In a hellish hurry through the lashings
Of west-inclined, grumpy day....
Two truants; a couple with a bike afar
Reclined left sideways on a single stand;
They stood under a leafy tree
And the girl on the right side of the boy
Rested her head cuddled up to him
With their arms spreading around their waists
Like a pair of wild climbers:
Their faces were towards the horizon.
I took some share of their victory
Over the grueling cruel hours;
Down into my parched throat
And now cared the journey a straw.