a poem by Ramesh Jayashankar Ramaswamy

Sorrow never feels sorrow,
It is happy when it goes to others.
Sorrow dies when a life goes,
It is living in part of an life.
Sorrow dances when happy stop dancing,
But ugly to see it.
Sorrow sings when happy stop singing,
But one one will listen it.
Sorrow sorrow, oh sorrow don’t be sorrow,
You will be happy when you leave sorrow.