Monday, 11 June 2018

A Sorrow Sea

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A Sorrow Sea

 By thousand of lamps, I'm not able to bright up heart,
The dearth of a single beam of brightness remains in departs.

Lament of separation is odour'd as perfume in soul land,
And I'm finding in water of lake, night of woodland.

In absence of you; all worse is happened to me,
Nothing-great remains in life, heart a sorrow sea.

Seasons shall come back but in them you are not there,
If may come after an eon then may I'm not here.
 

Jack Elixir

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