Seeking Self in SolitudeA Poem by GauravNo fruit of happiness is as rich as the rise of men from griefIn a deep sorrow Resides a painful peace, So immense the grief has been My atrocities please the heart..
While one loses body I tell her to ‘be relieved’, No snow after winter Can soothe the mourning mouths..
I rest in torments Of love and its fake assumptions, When I bow down to neutral micros My eyes see the cruel romance..
Tap the ceilings and let drops fall Get immersed in the sea of loss, The way will you find In abysmal labyrinth of destruction..
Cry those souls that wander in dreams Emancipation of the death is beyond laws, Engulf the misery of happiness From solitude will begin the inner journey.. © 2017 GauravFeatured Review
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