I Am Never A Singer! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

I sing songs the way they call.
Waves go high and down fall.
I raise the pitch like I am high.
Bid my sorrow a loud goodbye!

I made their bodies and put the souls.
My goal never goes against their goals!
I lend my voice like a father.
Sounds it husky but little they bother.

They heard my weeps in private
with the ears of blue fetuses in the damaged closet!
They grew up on my pain protein
and played in the pool of alcohol vitamin!

My music breaks out in a mad cry!
Tone defies the tune and makes a bold try.
Keep away.....my lyrics spread viruses.
No antidote works in a love case!

I let them flow like wild streams.
They go spate with crazy screams!
We hear the summons from a deep ocean.
She beckons like a mother; like kids we run and run!

If the walls turn around
I will sing them to my heart in their sound!
Like the pet of cold loneliness
they will be with me and nowhere bound!

I sing songs the way they call.
Waves go high and down fall.
I raise the pitch like I am high.
Bid my sorrow a loud goodbye!