Poem Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

That poem care less for me.
-Like some self-obsessed beauty
ignore some heart-broken man.
It hovers around for my attention.
I see it clearly but sure
I can't catch it...
For long I wrote words and words.
Some bunch of them
looked like a poem.
I quietly look around.
not bothering about the poem.
Now, in this dark room
it gently settled on my shoulder.
and whispered...
tried to provoke the memories.
I neglect it's naughty game.
Well..I know for sure
I can't trap it in words
I like it remain around me forever...