In grief
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May be summer at its best
Brings blazing heat
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God has His own thinking Whom to relieve and whom to grieve…may be...................awesome write....nice.........
seasons may not be always soothing but an enduring soul takes them as they come. great write.
Beautiful poem. Very true said, each season, nature as well as humans has its own grief. You have depicted very beautifully in this poem. The concluding stanza ends in a positive way.... Still I see hope In not giving up to grief By drinking the wine-divine Though God has His own thinking Whom to relieve and whom to grieve…… Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing.
This is such a beautiful poem Deepak..... Seasons come and go bringing in their wake joys and sorrows with sorrow predominating! Usually sorrow plagues some again and again while some blissfully escape the scathes of misfortune always! We cannot find much justice here! But a hopeful heart never succumbs completely to misfortune and give himself to despair or grief!