A Poem by Sanjoy kumar Nag

Intimacy

 

It’s an eternal play of speed;

It’s an importunate fervour to overpower sarcous, amorphous

Long strides, hefty pounces, incessant  impediment

To stop the wallows of a floundering hippo in pent.

 

It’s nature to tantalize with all its wild kidding

In crafting crowns for the warring kings;

No;may be a designer’s constant creation,

Never satisfied with the fleeting beauty of a mermaid.

It’s destructive to show a ravishing urge for an indomitable Egyptian beauty laid.

 

Can you tell how maternal love overflows for her flippant progeny

Or a baby’s vehement effort by caressing mom’s fingers

To dissuade her from seeking a new company?

It must be lots of pouncing beasts for a taste of innocent beauty.

 

In the darkness of the night, not being able to find a better half,

Look! how their transient closeness thaws to nothing;

Oh! How vain it is to be eternally united!

 

Surfs these are on sea with habitual stir on never-ending stretch of water.

We watch, we feel, count the countless waves

But can we be so close as surfs caress watery caves?

Can we overpower our engulfing urge

As an eternal never-ending urge overpowers the sea?