A Metaphysical Sonnet

Leaving fairy tales far behind
Today only you ,me and Freud ,
Instinct becomes our forte
And does't want any shade .
Our singularity has seasoned an intense love
And it alarms plurality and panoply of time ,
Now desire is running rocket
And instant fleshly fireworks are devoid of crime.
Trying to quench the thirst
Of love-syrup to the lees
We,the lovers have broken
The hands of watches and time flees.
Heart beats ,nerve strikes and flesh shrieks
But (we know ) we, the predatory birds are nothing but freaks.




Gourab Singha
M.A. [Previous]
Banaras Hindu University