The Unhappy Urge Of A Womaniser Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya

This I have been trying to pen down
From a very long time.....
The one who is a womaniser suffer
From the urge to escape from his body.
And from his surrounding whatever may it be.
From the timid existence of a low life
To a high end rascal, he suffers
From the annoyance of tied up body
At work or more than that.... at rest.

Unfortunately he cannot engage his mind
In job or daily affairs.
A result of numerous sexual affairs in exchange
Of money in his younger days.
Addiction more or less. Money or the exchange
Of money. The sight of it.
The feel of the soft women skin.....
The sight of their well formed shoulder...
He dilates his eyes to the maximum in
Insane pursue of seeing more than himself.

And more unfortunately he will wait in life..
Wait and wait and see nothing
To console his heart. Because what he is
Looking for is not in this world but
In another world. This world needs work.
And more work. And the body needs food,
Food and more food and drink.
To the great anguish of him.
The great adventures are not just those
of travelling across the world, but also of
People and souls of them.
Of a soft conversation among men and women
To console the heart.
And so on...