Some Sorrows Poem by Madhav Sarkunde

Some Sorrows



Some sorrows
are like vitiligo
which never go
some sorrows
are like blisters
of burn which
cure very slow.

some sorrows
are like a wick
which burn for us
some sorrows
are like a flour mill
which churn for us

some sorrows
for us trickle
down the Cross
some sorrows
make for us
a beautiful ras

some sorrows
we can't forget
some sorrows
for us open up
a pleasure gate


Ref: here the term ras is picked up from Hindu mythology which means dance in circular manner.

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