On a bright sunny day

This poem occurred to me yesterday and as it happens I penned it down. Do tell me whether you enjoyed it or not

On a bright sunny day

When lovers stroll their way

I rest my ass on grass

With the book which is crass

With the sun hitting my face

Without sun-screen in this case

Thinking about the test

I lay my book to rest

There were green all around

High pines look me down

I thought taking a walk

Only to get some real shock

There she stood in pink

The color she wanted me to drink

A guy was holding her hands

The one who wore grey pants

They looked happy and gay

As they began to sway

I was left in lurch

I moved toward the perch

I want to hear their talk

As they talked and walk

He said he is a vet

As I hid my silhouette

It was a blind date

But was on my wedding cake

Cupid’s arrow did struck

My heart bled, and their fluffed

Dejected- I turned back

I needed my book to relax

I reached the grass where I rest

I have to prepare for the test

There was a book once

But now there was none

A swine took it away

Spoiling my fine sunny day

Soon my cell-phone rang

From there she pang

Her disapproval of mine

A bungee from cloud nine

Losing my book

Losing my girl

Flunking the test

I became a jest

On a bright sunny day

© Tarun Mitra

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