All English Sonnets
Dogri Poet Charan Sing-Electroculated
Of all the lives I knew, psyches befriended
Were none with more confusion so beset,
Than his which now at Twenty Eight has ended.
To him this is most welcome, I can bet.
The world has misconstrued the incident
And call it accidental electrocution.
But to me it was always evident
That he would end his life. His confusion
Was great and always he himself betrayed,
His mind was like a Skelton, fleshless, wasted,
And often into madness, he strayed-
And bile of vile rejection often tasted.
O! he was faultless and hence he died so young,
The fault was of the loins from which he sprang.