Love (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Love heeds no rule of caste, nor hue, nor creed,
No priest, nor age, nor law can it confine.
It flows like sacred rivers, freed from need,
And winds through hearts with whispers half divine.

It rides the breeze and leaves a fragrant trace,
A bloom unseen that stirs the dreaming soul.
Two hearts, once touched, grow gardens in that place
Where joy pours forth beyond the mind's control.

No charter binds it, nor can chains restrain;
It writes its laws upon the sky and sea.
Its throne is set beyond man's loss or gain,
And yet it crowns the humblest equally.

Though none may rule o'er love with sword or rod,
Love rules the world—its scepter: truth and God.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Copyrights@June01,2025.
Kolkata, India.