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14:36, 25 ജനുവരി 2017-നു ഉണ്ടായിരുന്ന രൂപം സൃഷ്ടിച്ചത്:- Sabarish (സംവാദം | സംഭാവനകൾ) (Sabarish എന്ന ഉപയോക്താവ് Ssk17:കവിതാ രചന-ഇംഗ്ലീഷ്-HSS (എച്ച്.എസ്.എസ്) രണ്ടാം സ്ഥാനംc എന്ന താൾ [[Ssk17:Homepage/കവിതാ...)
Subject:Sweet Sorrow
DEATH:THE SWEET SORROW
I am sailing far from my body
left behind many things
that were once so close to heart

                  My parents,cute little brother
                  my friends who made me laugh and everything
                  Days once I was a kid,I have
                  cried for my silly happiness

As I grown up I cried for'more'silly happiness
All that,I saw now behind,in the waves,
but really was'nt mine.

                  As I move on,I locked in a shore
                  and I knocked the door before me.
                  Before my first step
                  a cry take birth again
                  I cried like a kid.

Once,when I had stepped to my school
I had left mom's hand with sorrow.
But when I back to home
felt that it was a sweet sorrow.

                  I left many times,from where I had
                  my tight holdings.
                  And all that brought sorrows
                  Yet,later they all were sweet sorrows for me

I asked to myself
why,I am crying?
it answered
it's my time to leave back all my holdings

                  I stood still before the truth
                  but my soul told'yes I am'!
                  I again looked to myself
                  but it was too late
                  I have already far from 'my'shore

Soul made it's first step.
A voice heard
Once you enter you will never beck,
and won't get back anything you left behind.

                  Did I knock the door of death?
                  soul did'nt care and I moved on...
                  no ragrets now,no happiness,no pain.
                  No thread of holding.   
   
Once I entered...
realise it was a hard sorrow
I ever felt till my life.
Yet I am not going back
even my things,calls me back.
Because it's the'best sweet sorrow' I ever had.

                  No words can describe it's sweetness...
                  when you leave everything
                  and hold tightly to the real soul,
                  'the God'  


ANNES JOSEPH
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