Cock-Heart Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

The man peeped through the hole
Hole of time he imagined
A fictitious incident
Haunted his brain

While sleeping or awakening
A mutiny dictate his staying
To make itself a disaster every moment
It was his childhood
He had been once seduced bitterly
By the wild hunger of an obsessed wom..

Matchstick still not wet
Friction any could fire the placidity
The man tried hard to taste the soil
Once again peeping through
The hole of that older point of time

When a tiger grown within own entity
Many the legends he has crushed by theft
But nowhere seen that silent rabbit
Who simply sailed away from known campus

The man now always drifting gravity
Beseeching brave hearts to anchor the rocky lawns
Trousers torn old yet transversely the terrible hot
Erupts his strategic living
When mutiny disrupts his manness of being or being not!

Pranab k c
05/05/2017