After Philandering
P. K. Mandal
O Dear! Let us love again
Let's forget the new pain -
The pain of philandering.
Let's renew our love-making.
O Dear! Don't hesitate.
We are both magistrate
In our love kingdom.
Let's live in our own Rome.
O Dear! Give me a chance.
Let me amend my lapse.
If you find any offence,
I'll not proceed for defence.
O Dear! Don't be egotist.
Care I not if you insist.
I will smell yours again
And our love will regain.
O Dear! Excuse me please
You may think I'm a tease.
Being tired of philandering
Now I'm a peace-abiding.
(28th February,2020)
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