Extra Love Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

EXTRA LOVE

Pravat Kumar Mandal

That's the day you whispered a lot
The sick love turning black with rot.
Hot lava, you were then fourteen
The pure face pink full of passion.

That's the day you said your secret
Forbidden love which wasn't correct.
Petals fell off on the warm flows
Moments passed with the broken vows.

That's the day you said in silence
Dreamy hopes by the river fence
No past, no present, no future
Just contentment full of pleasure.

Now you are very much prudent
For such an intimate moment.
In such extra love I and you
Always be ready to renew.

25/09/2020