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Sanguine Splendor Of Sadness
“The somber sun sets to rise again with
the grandeur of sanguinity” - Poet
Sinking beauty of sadness I revel
as scarlet sunset takes away my day.
Joy of twilight time last rays unravel
in pensive painting of life in decay.
In the darkest of nights the stars shine bright,
silver dust spreads tinsel tinge on sorrow.
Rustle of dull leaves makes tune of delight,
teardrop dew sparkles in barren meadow.
In vale of woe sparkling stream of tear flows,
beauty cascades with happy memory.
If grief finds shared niche as wrecking storm blows,
sadness morphs into humane hearts’ beauty.
Despair of dark forest wraps mind’s recess,
streaks of sunlight show splendor of sadness.
Copyright ©
Subimal Sinha-Roy
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