Gripof

GRIP OF SORROW skin seems roasted by scorching rays sky is burning by heat of summer sultry weather remembers autumn’s flow anger never reels through by fear of love. softness mellows by sweet feeling where is smile latching on to hide? oh emotion be cup of anger retreating silence even tells grip of sorrow night still resilient by tear as dew heart loses its rhythm riling upon wisdom abstruse stillness redeems from apprehension as truth of reason always insist upon realty. Sorrow redounds deep in darkness in furrow Humor blurs in dearth of rippling smiles Sadness rides over the glow ingenious Do you ever measure the distance of love?