Sotto Poet Poet Shadorma

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 January 3, 2022 at 8:20 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 January 3, 2022 at 8:13 AM Very topical Lasaad, we are still in the grip of a pandemic...Delice

Evelyn Judy Buehler January 1, 2022 at 12:06 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 December 31, 2021 at 11:14 PM Everyday we hear of increasing numbers of people sick or dying. Pity.

Valsa George December 31, 2021 at 7:52 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 December 31, 2021 at 2:19 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 :)