Sorrow the Visitor

Sorrow the Visitor


Poetry thrives on sorrow

Sorrow knocks at the door

Of the poet’s heart

It comes without invitation

Stays as an old guest

And leaves without permission

Sorrow ignites the secret fountain

As a flame ignites a dynamite

Come again my sweet friend

Come back to me so I may see.

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