Lonely Man With Love Poem by ASIM KUMAR PAUL

I am in the circle of drifted love,
No pairing
No bonding,
No inter splash force,
No feeling of interactions,
No chain of association,
And with many dust I do travel,
No one to fill my love songs,
Those depend on my weakly bond,
And with this I am traveling on this world,
Where is no cofactor to fill my heart.

Silently I drift towards shore,
That is destitute and forlorn,
My age is not to reorganize
Whole of lost broods, and
Thus I live in the nature of neglect score.

There are groups on every pathway,
1. Stratum between one and another in the group,
2. Transfer of groups within the group,
3. Love groups within the group,
4. Love agents, man and woman,
Adolescents to maturity,
5. Internal selection of groups
Within the group, silent converter
Of love molecules,
Within the group to form a firm
Bond of love.
6. Replacing bond units to form
A new bond in case of breakdown
Of any love bond in the group.

And in such group analysis, I am far away
From association, and cannot walk into any group.
And my living is made of one compound outside love bond.
Who am I? I cannot quantify or sanctify.