Sorrows Come Not In Vain Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Sorrows Come Not In Vain
As is autumn, as is fall
For a tree that has grown tall,
So is sorrow for a human heart—
Shaking off yellow leaves apart
From the bough of a heaving heart,
That, new green sprouts make a fresh start,
Pulling out rotten roots
That helps grow tender shoots.
No, sorrows come not all in vain,
Whatsoever sorrows may shake
Better things do its place soon take,
Ah triggering good things in chain.
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Musings |02.03.2020|
Topic: sorrows, tree, autumn
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5/16/2024 7:56:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nicely crafted- as if an opportunity for self realization... With warm wishes and regds pc
Thanks dear PC, yes, very much for self realization, a keen observation dear poet. I've made a small change in the last stanza....You see, a poem is always a work in progress.