Pleasure and pain in mime
Time there’s I can’t sleep,
Or not want to at odd times,
If I dwell nigh deep,
I’d find that it all well rhymes,
The duo in pantomimes!
Pain lets me not sleep,
In pleasure I wish not to
In hope more to reap,
From me is taken a clue
If it shows red or green hue.
Take a friend or foe,
Both may rob my sleep away—
Friend when parts to go,
Foe when confronts in a fray,
Both robbing sleep in a way.
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Tanka |09.01.2024| pain, pleasure
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2024
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