On Keats Sorrow - Poem by Laxman Rao
Why hast thou sorrow……
Been admired of all the bards? !
Every bard has thy in his morrow
In his verse, vein and in his sword;
A word for thy & unto him a word.
A senseful quote to have it note
That, sorrow reveals much sense than bliss;
Since silence being sorrows sis
And poesy being melancholy’s beloved; wrote
Sir Keats on the regions remote….
That 'sorrow more beautiful than beauty’s self”
And “where but to think is be full of sorrow”
For only in dark one strives to see through
The true images of one’s own borough
Being absorbed in grief as in abyss an elf.
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