Some Sorrows

by Prof. Madhav Sarkunde

Some sorrows
are like vitiligo
which never go
Some sorrows
are like blisters
of burn,which
cure very slow.

Some sorrows
are like a wick
that burns for us
Some sorrows
are like a mill
that churns for us.

Some sorrows
for us trickle
down the Cross
Some sorrows
make for us
a beautiful ras

Some sorrows
are so generous,
we can’t forget
Some sorrows
for us open up
a pleasure gate

Note: here the term ras is picked up from Hindu mythology which means - dancing in a circular manner.

22-Feb-2014

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you Mam.

truth seeker
23-Feb-2014 07:32 AM

lovely

Rupradha
23-Feb-2014 07:26 AM