BY DR JERNAIL SINGH ANAND
Breaking it has a romantic edge
So we deviate digress and distract.
The world is creation of that fatal romance
With the forbidden fruit
And faith in Satan.
Animals eat raw meat
But we add salt
To enjoy the romance of eating
Perhaps this romance is the
Betwen the natural and the human.
The discent starts
With men turning dreamers
And dreams causing romanceters
Will you watch Macbeth
If he were were not to kill Duncan?
And Lear if he does not turn mad?
It is black romance
We aspire for
Even when things are going smooth.