Pagli, My Color Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

pagli, my love,
hark the loud, hark the proud call,
lady spring strums a tune; .
up, up goes; never down fall.
pagli, my sweet honey,
see the giant genie,
folded palms, bowed head,
even stands at our beck and call.
pagli, shall we play now holy?
child—like firolic fiin; lover's sweet folly
color, color; spray or smear,
drenched love-dove, lovely love fair.
pagli. your loving feature, healthy nature
reels, rolls my head;
cheeky heart, freaky whims
true ruddy red
pagli, summon spirit; ring the time bell
never fear, my dear, ugly last knells
our garden; ever maiden,
spring shall sure reign!