Treasure Island

ramesh rai

(13.12.1955 / howrah)

Chasing Sorrows


Whole of my life
I spent
in chasing happiness
but to an every end
I found
perplexities and dilemma
consequence was only
sorrows of life.

I view the ratio
of joys and sorrows
I find
sorrowa are at lion portion
of my life.

And my life is spent
only in an endeavour
to overcome
sorrows of my life
and to achieve
joys in my life
still the span of joys
is too little
with compare to sorrows.

Perhaps sorrow hails
as gift for life
to increase span of life

Submitted: Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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  • Soulful Heart (12/13/2013 12:07:00 AM)

    if there were no sorrows in ur life u wud'nt b a poet today.........only the pain and hurt are emotions that bring a depth to our feelings and only then do we know to appreciate joy.........so cheer up as a poet (Report) Reply

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