One Mans Joy Is Another's Sorrow Poem by Ankit Raj Goyal

The world's a weird place
Sometimes so out of Grace
One mans joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow
Only to return with interest here
Or in another time somewhere

The beauty gets the lions share
The beast looks on in despair
To find in its deepest caves
A corner so soft it braves
It's burden with a smile so fresh
It brightens up it's very flesh
One man's joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another' s borrow

The strong thumps his chest
The weak trembles in his breast
Only for a courage to rise so bright
Blinding the very fear with its light
For eons and eons to see
It's glowing triumph over tragedy
One mans joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow

The famous flaunts the masses
The outcast cuddles in cornered classes
Before a wisdom sings aloud
To drown out the crowds' sound
Precious are the pearls rare
Fame all but vanishes in thin air
One man's joy is another's sorrow
One man gives to another's borrow.