Lost Poem by Swarnadip Chatterjee

Let me be lost
In a new world
Where the skies are blue
If I get
I will rush to that
Where love is true.

I see a hazy scene
Of the grass that are green
With a great pleasure I will fly
I will stay until I die.

A musical rainbow
Is seen there
Boring mind
There is rare
Seasons’ care, birds care
Teach everyone
“Always dare”

Oh, see!
He calls me
I am touched
By his glee
He loves me and makes me
Sit on his lap
He kisses me and makes me
Weave a peace-cap

Oh, leave me!
I can’t stay here
Where true love
Where a human has lost his gem
I won’t stay, I won’t stay, I won’t stay there.