A lyrical poem by Arun, that’s inward-looking, in Different Truths.
I love my sips of sorrow
For, when they get in,
They engulf me in a cocoon
That happiness must sweat
To break.
I love my sips of sorrow
For, they send me to a trance
And help me have
Soulful talks with my estranged self, thus
Assembling the motley of selves in me.
I love my sips of sorrow
For they enrich me with tears
Helping me determine
The breadth and weight
Of my relationship.
I love my sips of sorrow
For, they purge me of
The brimming emotions
That may wreak havoc
To my composed self
If nourished longer.
©Arun Dash
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