Mad Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I need to write a poem for you
But I need time;
At present I am scooping out dirt
From my nails with edge of a knife;
I have planned to give me a shave next;
For you don’t like man with beard;
I don’t have time now
To write about your beauty;
I’m gazing at the girl next door;
She is standing on the stair
And combing her hair and shooing
Away surly pigeons;
She sometimes looks more
Beautiful than you to me;
Of course then I have not
Sipped my morning cup of tea;
I don’t have time to write
About your faithfulness
That is immense and has depth;
For you don’t mind if I don’t
Write about it;
Of course you don’t mind
My writing nothing about you
That is why I love you;
And I write about other girls;
Tell them they are so beautiful;
Though they are not;
And I love you for you
Don’t mind my telling them
Beautiful and fit to be loved;
That is why I don’t write about you.
Some day I would write
About you when I have time.
Now I am pruning tufts of
Unwanted hair in my armpits.