On Love's Manifesto Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

On Love's Manifesto
P. K. Mandal

I love to hear the old stories
Where there are full of man's glories.

I love to laugh off heartily
So that my heart becomes lively.

I love to live with my kinsmen
To get rid of the lonely pain.

I love to talk fiddle-faddle
And so I hate to be standstill.

I love to feel the attachment
So I dislike the impeachment.

I love playing with myself
The game of love for myself.

I love to show my entity
Where there will be no vanity.

I love my mother very much
Always eager to get her touch.

Whom I trusted was my father
To me he was a great pillar.

I love my son and my daughter
They are my backbone and power.

Nothing less my love on my wife
Whose attachment completes my life.

(March 6,2020)