Joy And Sorrows Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Nourishing as does moon with its silver,
Joy and sorrows move on an even keel,
Though poles apart live on same moving wheel,
Singing odd songs, birds be of same feather.
Days and nights are in never ending chase,
A day is day because there's a dark night,
And darkness is born when there is no light,
One scarce without the other ever stays.
Life is filled with pairs like opposite poles,
A river can't flow on one bank alone,
Nor can a grinding stone grind single prone,
Ah dance of duals that keeps world one whole.
If a coin can't be cast with single side,
Happiness, sans sorrows, is groom-less bride.
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Sonnets | 02.06.06 |