Scientific Penetration Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

Beside the small dry stream,
There are fields of country green.
The yellow young mustard flower
Charmes scientific mind's power.

I have an android to catch her pose
And book to note her gestures close.
Yellow its colour, thin and charming,
O I realize you, my mind's darling.

Lets go leaving your green mother,
With me in my lab, none to bother.
I will research and reset your qualities,
You will be adored for the dualities.

My charm breaks with the flying one,
Butterfly taunts me for my penetration.