Are Joys and sorrows contradictory?
What separates them in oppositions?
Mind, heart and soul mere suppositions!
Does ego act as valedictory?
Who poured the life in living notes of joy
Is sorrow its rhyme ever since it's birth
Together do they dance till life's last berth
Oh, who make us play here like a stringed toy
There is a beauty in the depths of sorrow
Miracle of marvel beneath the joy
Weaver of this cosmos endures annoy
One self in all a very great bureau
Cute flowers of delight in every form
Rest safe in the cradle of your deathless arm
© 2018 B.S.Saroja
26/09/2018
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