The Grief Poem by Surin Usgaonkar
The Grief
Episodes of past are within your mind
to future the creator has made you blind
Things of the past which you never want to learn
memories that you always want to burn
They come to you in spiralling motions
rising within you as uneasy emotions
That quivering feeling, that emotional turmoil
is like the fire over oil
The water drops from the tears
shrink beneath and fear
Yes I agree, but somehow we must not linger on grief for life must go on! . This one opens the minds of the pessimistics, letting them know that there is still joy after grief.Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 11:39:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Who can control the time cycle, yet we have to live our lives within this cycle of events in the past, present and future. A good poem to read.