SONNET OF ALLURING LOVE
Thy radiance of countenance over me
Inspirits my love poignancy.
May be sometimes motionless the sea tides;
My love on you never rests.
When thought I illusion, a damsel’s love,
Discarded ye my ignorance to vision.
Smile in thy mellow lips
Miles my heart to starry skies.
If thy words could console me,
Like I, to be whipped by tyrant—thy father
Turned I a renowned encomiast,
For ye kindled my fancies.
An arrow could hardly engore my heart,
But killed so by thy raunchy eyes!
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N.MOHANARANGAM
N. Mohanarangam, born on 25 September 1973 in Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India, is an Indian poet whose work is distinguished by its engagement with the classical traditions of English poetry, particularly the sonnet. His poetry brings together Renaissance diction, Shakespearean linguistic influences, classical mythology, romantic sensibility, and vivid natural imagery, creating a distinctive voice that bridges the literary past and the contemporary world.
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