Sorrow Selling Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Sorrow Selling

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Sorrows by nature black in colour,
Not at all fair to look;

When I articulately dispose of
I have to make those colourful
And wrap it up in a piece of silken cloth.

Friday, August 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrows
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