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Dr Hitesh Sheth

(Birth Place: Earth)

Singing Sorrowful Song

Why hearts all sing sorrowful ditties,
Why nightmares torment dreams pretty,
Why sorrow revels in fate’s kitty,
Why sorrow humbles joy’s uppity,
Why sorrow questions joy’s sanity,
Why sorrow encroach joy’s city,
Why sorrow disrobes nubile pity,
Why hearts all sing sorrowful ditties.

Dr Hitesh C Sheth


Submitted: Sunday, January 04, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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  • Pandian Angelina (5/27/2009 2:10:00 PM)

    Though a person may seem to have
    A thousand surrounding friends
    A life fulfilled and blessed - The Heart
    Is ever hungry, it yearns, it longs
    It imagines it sadness and soaks in t
    Filling itself and the Soul with
    A sadness unexplainable, felt - But
    Can not be expressed or explained
    It is this desire otherwise called Love
    Which is the author of all sad rhyme!
    As I percieve.
    Angel (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Fowler (4/27/2009 3:25:00 PM)

    It is the sorrowful songs that are remembered the longest.
    It is just the way of the world and we must accept it.
    Poignant piece.10, for you.

    Kind regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Cindy Kreiner Sera (4/20/2009 7:33:00 AM)

    I have asked why too...guess it's because sorrow last's much longer, leaving a scarring whereas joy is a fleeting glimpse of what can be...majority relate more to sorrow... (Report) Reply

  • Palas Kumar Ray (4/14/2009 1:17:00 PM)

    Because living is losing and losing is lamenting.
    Becuase living is aspiring and aspiring is suffering.

    __________________________________________________________________ (Report) Reply

  • rago rago (1/18/2009 10:10:00 AM)

    nice poem... mostly all are singing sorrowful song till the life end. how nicely you put so many thoughts in little line. best wishes lago (Report) Reply

  • Min Sia (1/12/2009 5:53:00 AM)

    Questions..only could be answered in time..

    Great contemplation..wonderful concept! ..

    Great work! Truly masterpiece! (Report) Reply

  • Maia Padua (1/7/2009 10:48:00 PM)

    Why? all we can say is why? ....queries from from heart.....
    little voice within us would answer 'that's life'
    a ten for this beautiful poem Dr. Sheth... (Report) Reply

  • C T Heart (1/7/2009 8:19:00 PM)

    The queries of a lonely heart and soul, pity to the people he care and know...beautiful poem with great rhymes.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Randy Hogan (1/7/2009 5:00:00 PM)

    we have good times we have bad times......time i like the best
    is spent in is so wonderful
    sad poem but very well done......10 Peace (Report) Reply

  • Reshma Ramesh (1/7/2009 10:48:00 AM)

    hmmmmm maybe coz we tend to remember our sad days more than the happy ones.....well penned (Report) Reply

  • Kite Remedy (1/6/2009 11:48:00 PM)

    Wow, so sad is the picture
    so touching ever
    a simple repetition
    with a deep imagination.. (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (1/5/2009 9:21:00 AM)

    agree or agree not, sorrow or grief is the principal companion in life...unusual queries...useful to ponder on...good piece...10 (Report) Reply

  • Vinod Kumar (1/5/2009 1:45:00 AM)

    Very good composition, Yes I also can`t understand why all hearts are singing that ditty(Sorrow we can call) That was Happening for Era`s, And it was a good satisfactional remedi for the suffering heart, what else they can do, And the coming days also you can hear more and more songs, without an interval at last we are unable to realise the sound. very horrible.Thanks for sharing Dear Dr.Hitu. (Report) Reply

  • Indira Babbellapati (1/5/2009 12:50:00 AM)

    whenever i ask my students to recall one incident from their lives, they invariably draw upon a sorrowful it's with us when on a trip of nostalgia...sorrow is much more powerful than joy which fleets in a mvsn said, the rhyme schme isn't in sync with the tone... (Report) Reply

  • Krista Churchill (1/4/2009 9:34:00 PM)

    lovely flow to this poem.. I love how you put so much thought into so many little words great write

    KRISTA (Report) Reply

  • C. P. Sharma (1/4/2009 8:57:00 PM)

    Dr. Hitesh, Very good write,
    Perhaps sorrow comes to enhance joy's intensity.
    I agree with C.T. Heart, the sorrows also make one wiser.
    CP (Report) Reply

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