O' Sorrow! look at behind the flying of sparrow,
Look at the blue rhythm of sky harrow
Aversion love composing grief with thunder screaming
Meteor of passion is tearing it's flame with harsh hewing
I the worldly being in your mind, vile plethore
Eat or drink within your cheers all of my labor
Meteor of passion is tearing it's flame with harsh hewing You have an art to express your thoughts in a wonderful combination of words. thank u dear poet..... tony
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Occasionally we all fall victims to sorrow. But remember it is just a passing phase! Good times will definitely follow! A poignant write!