Grumpiness seems on way
Grayness mounts on the sky
Rays that hide for this time
Silence pursue the flock of birds
Low height that measure the haste
Shade that marches with a glance
Spill the drops after awhile
That warmth the parches of land
Fertile the bloom and makes lively
After the burst its calmness
Over the sky its brightness
Rays that sieve and makes lively
Mind sometimes gloom in grieves
Sink it in the pool of tears
Swathe it with shadow wings
After awhile it burst and rapture
Revives the grief to the lane unknown
It's to the reality of existence! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Mind sometimes gloom in grieves Sink it in the pool of tears Swathe it with shadow wings After awhile it burst and rapture Revives the grief to the lane unknown It's to the reality of existence! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Tears are not only relief but peace maker and a pace maker.
Spill the drops after awhile, beautifully composed in each step and each stanza of this poem and heart touchable. Nice and expressive one. Great work on sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes this is the reality of existence we see in Nature and us.........great piece with great composition...........