A Queer But Loving Fish! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Once I stayed with a dotty-potty genius
from the nocturnal hoots to the next dawn chorus.
Looked through his thoughts that love to wind
through sharp bends and long tunnels in a darn bind!

His mind is like a big sea: never calm ever rough
with high tides and leaping waves pretty gruff!
He talks himself out in the words of a good sailor
who has met with many tempests and seen his valor!

He bursts into a childlike guffaw when I call him a weirdo!
The ingenuous ship gifted with innovative sails cares little 'Bravo'.
He freaks out to others like one notorious prankster.
He cuts ready saucy jokes and triggers a thunder of laughter!

His brain is like a mighty dynamite that rocks and crushes.
He destroys things into poor debris to pass on new flashes!
Like an odd fish he wiggles and wriggles and suddenly goes mute!
Who will figure it out how blows such a uniquely romantic flute?