World Weeps

dread grips world the failure snide zest lambs are calm, top to toe, thinly veiled sorrow on times Cackles are flimsy. Shandorma is a form with (3/5/3/3/7/5) for a total of 26 syllables.

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Valsa George

Date: 1/3/2022 8:20:00 AM

Yes, the world is in the grip of fear.... fear of pandemic and man made miseries like war and terrorism...! Such fears plunge the world in sorrow!

Delice Arleen Skelly

Date: 1/3/2022 8:13:00 AM

Very topical Lasaad, we are still in the grip of a pandemic...Delice

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 1/1/2022 12:06:00 PM

Each new year brings hope, even the hope that the corona virus will be defeated. Your poem is gripping, and says much in a few words. It is written in an interesting new (to me) form. Blessings, Evelyn

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 12/31/2021 11:14:00 PM

Everyday we hear of increasing numbers of people sick or dying. Pity.

Valsa George

Date: 12/31/2021 7:52:00 PM

The world is overshadowed by fear. Let us hope that the New Year will sweep away all fears and fill us with new hopes!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 12/31/2021 2:19:00 PM

- So true and great written, Las ... let's hope the new year will be without fear :) - I wish you and your family a happy new year 2022 - hugs // Anne-Lise :)