Idle Thoughts Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose

Even you look lovely
I am not ugly
A week will not lie on your face

Beauty defies an age
Age sounds like a cage
Yet Golden bird may cry
For an owner a sigh.

I may once
Be so ludicrous inside
My kindness gone for money
Yet I will utter you are beautiful honey.

Yet to say if I have seen a better face here.
I am a liar, but how many times I may lie!

Two lovely ladies inside a well
I shout. No one listen!

I beg a Becky
Search a Sarah
Empty sounds my echo
I am a stupid Enricho.

I am a small boat
A small thought
Yet I mingle
And I am no longer a stranger from water!


Flirt fakes inside your skirt
The sky does not lie
I pretend to be a smart!