ROMANCE: "A PING-PONG-BALL" BY BHATTACHARYA

A pair of shoes 

is floating in the flood of blue

I call her, my last night's guest

and show her the shoes and the float.

She comes and rests her left hand 

on my right shoulder

and drinks on wonder, looking at both,

obedient to some forgotten vow.

Noise of multi-racial modernity dancing here, there and all around. 

Frightened of something wrong in the blue, 

we two are praying to forge ourselves 

into a ping-pong-ball-like now.

© NIRMAL BHATTACHARYA 

- Kenya

Copyright/2025

The poet persona confesses his love for his woman. He poet persona believes she is his last love. The speaker is eager to have a dance with his woman so that he can feel her sexy physique.