Sorrow Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty
Sorrow
Me, not me
odor I breathe
not mine.
Me, aim at the sky
ocean is hurt
Me, keep burning within.
Me, not me odour I breathe not mine Me, aim at the sky ocean is hurt Me, keep burning within.sir i enjoy your poem.thanks for shairing....10++++
It is the high ambitious life that helps us forget the oceans of sorrow within the heart. To be vast means you know to contain and to conceal but not how to divulge. Thanks for the nice poem, I am sending soon the names of different forms of poetry, correct the poetic form wherever it applies. At first I used to use the forms like ABC, Ballard, Haiku, Limerick without knowing their definition. Now I have almost corrected them. People from our science world care least about forms. Thanks for the poem shared. 10+++
Thanks for suggestions sir. In fact I have never tried to know the names of forms of poems which is a mistake on my part. I will rectify sir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It is a good poem I am reading this poem and enjoy