Sin Poem by dipak adhya

Sin

There is no sin in sorrow
I feel it
Sorrow comes creeping
Holding the hands of her going away

I look at the wealth what she posseses
And then envy peers
You may see my smiling face
But I see sorrow's glance
And someone whispers
There is also sin
Sin in your prayer
Sin in love, lust, loss

Then I keep my face to the sun
A feeling of Godhood is manifested
The sun, the light, its warmth...
Gradually from mind the evil goes off