I prefer 'no introductions' for this one. A preface might just diminish its charm.








A FRIENDLY BANTER


I hear him consulting whispers
I hear him sing to me
Some tempting strains of melody
His voice pregnant with glee.


In his notes so vibrant, true
A smile too lights his face
Makes me think of brighter things
And joys I can’t express.


He talks of something he conjures
He thinks it high of all
I like to see him build at it
Lest I may stroke its fall.


Looks at me with spirits high
His doubts too shy to peep
As one old mate I cry, “Tarry!”
For joys can make you weep.


Caution maketh heroes none
And prudence breeds no love.
My skeptic soul would still profess
“There is no God above.”


Never love so deep and fast
n’ tie that silken thread.
If love cometh without a din
So can do hatred.


Delay, defer, prod and judge
Let love take all its time
As beauty ushers in true faith,
With caprice emerge rhyme.


With all my wisdom at his feet
I delve into his eyes
A serene smile etched of his lips
‘Love’ looks back in surprise.





.................... I hope I don't sound very unpoetic and unromantic with this poem. ......... Or have I already made a statement about myself ???