Just 2 Poem by Indranil Bit

I am surviving with a notion that all of you are same!
Just a change of name, just a presentation of fame!
All characters old! Dust ridden books! No new portray!
All monotonous string play! No unheard song to claim!

It is just then when you cross my way! A careful toddler!
Outfitting in jolted carelessness! A heart stealing bagpiper!
None of you are fascinating, yet your aroma haunts me down!
For the first time I am feeling! A sense of a deep-deep fall!

I was wrong! All these years I spent in a conception of you!
‘my man for whom I will fall be blessed with all world's grace! '
You come to me in the imprecision of a momentary charisma!
And your aroma haunts me down, I suffer a deep-deep fall!