A Roseate sonnet for Ampat Sir
A spider caught in its own web, must be how God feels.
Battles fought in his own name, something he could never foresee
Trapped in the tangles of creation, I often wonder how he deals.
Peace and beauty- his dreams perhaps, but this world refuses to see.
Things are always out of hand so he has to do his rounds
It must be terrible never to relax, never to be free of tensions
He can’t ever take a break, not while this race abounds
He must be tired to death of such situations
Why did you build this world dear god, you hold a tiger’s tail
Sentenced forever to a prison now, with no one to grant you bail
Reason-starved lawyers rush to defend your case
Outsmarted judges with guns decide to decide your fate
Saviour of an ungrateful world if only in decrepit manuscripts
Existing maybe just to exist as a bedtime myth.
NOTE on THE ROSEATE SONNET BY Dr. A.V Koshy
The Roseate Sonnet (form inspired primarily by @Gopali Chakraborty Ghosh’s profile pic of a rose.)
How this form works is like this – you write a sonnet but the last four lines will always form the word ROSE, with R beginning the first line of the last stanza, (a quatrain, note!), O the second line, S the third line, and E the fourth line. The first two stanzas are quatrains and the couplet comes as the third stanza in this new type. The syllables of each line can vary from 8 to 12 or more if need be for the sake of content and rhythm and rhyme is not a necessary adjunct, or metre or blank verse. But the inserted acrostic ROSE appearing at the end is a MUST. This is the first attempt, as far as I know, to tinker with the sonnet form satisfactorily, emerging from South India.
-Dr. A.V Koshy