In My Delight and Sorrow
In my Delight and sorrow,
It’s your sincere face that I see,
For it fosters the spirit of tranquility
As I recall our Love in pain and glee.
Perhaps when the grapes ripen on the vine
They become a target to stones,
Yet the seeds remain firm in the soil,
For they are inseparable from its throne.
Love alters not with the ticking of clock,
Though the rosy-glow and silken attires dry,
But it bears out even to the lip of doom;
O’ so reciprocal, that none can ever die… that none can ever die.
~ Copyright © Surabhi Kaura 2016
Surabhi is a Poetess by heart and an aspiring Author. She is an English teacher by profession. She is a post-grad from University of Toronto. Her love for writing poems has been her strength. She is currently working on publishing her first novel.
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This is most wonderful poetry. Enjoyed.
Glad to know, Rasma. Welcome!
Nice work, dear poetess Surabhi.
Thank you, Dear Poet Jodah 🙂
Lovely work, Surabhi.
Thank you, Phyllis. Appreciations!
Lovely work with rich imagery and eloquent phrasing. Well done Surabhi.
Thank you, Tony. What a joy to know from you!
Excellent piece, well rendered and smooth flowing. Nice rhyming as well. Very deep meaning behind those words you speak. Great work~Paul
Thank you, Paul. I appreciate it.