Wonderful, Wonderful, Said I On Seeing Her, But She Too Called Me Wonderful, God Knows, Who Was Really? You Just Say It. Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Wonderful, Wonderful, Said I On Seeing Her, But She Too Called Me Wonderful, God Knows, Who Was Really? You Just Say It.



I saw her and said it to myself,
Wonderful,
Again, whispered I, wonderful,
Very, very wonderful
Which but heard she me speaking,
Expressing it as thus.

The face blushed it and she felt it shy and coy,
But was beaming with,
Smiling as well as feeling happy,
As how to answer to,
But gathered she courage and said it,
Wonderful,
You too are wonderful, not less than.

And hearing it, his psychology failed it,
I mean face reading,
His wit at a loss
What to do, what not,
All the time tactical expression cannot help as thus,
Thought he
After being caught red-handed.

Wonderful, said I,
No, you are wondeful, explained it
The coy girl
And lo, to our astonishemnt found we ourselves
Wonderful,
Both of us wonderful.

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