Phantom Of Youth - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
You are sixteen and sweet
Though too young for me
I really can't help it
My heart itches for your company.
You may find me a little uncouth
A little too old for you
But it's the phantom of my youth
That keeps getting haunted by you.
My life is now a yellow page
An end in sight situation
Yet I fail to live my age
You give me infatuation.
I keep dreaming of sunrise
Engage with you in flirt
My imaginations fantasize
Desire is too stubborn to depart.
Don't blame it all on me
It's my misplaced ecstasy
I crave for your company
And survive by fantasy!
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