As every drop upon a burdened leaf,
sojourns a moment, a moment brief,
why cans’t let not we burdens too
fall few where they once meant to.
This life is burdensome as it is,
lead not by self it far from bliss.
Please let all burdens fall my heart,
feigning joy perhaps is true art.
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Beautiful words………….and meaningful as well 🙂
I thank you.
I like this. How often do you write?
How gladdened am I.
I write whenever life relieves me of living, for those are the only moments I may think, and I may be.
This. This I like quite a lot! Well written, friend!
I am glad you do, and I thank you too.
Showing happiness through torment, and I love the attention to detail in your structure.
I thank you Mr. Parr.
That last couplet sells the entire thing. Also reminds me of an All Hail the Yetti song titled “The Art of Mourning” but only because the titles are similar 😛
I am not familiar with their work, but I am sure that was quite a compliment.
That depends on what musical divide you find yourself on, but yeah, I appreciated the mental connection.
You never cease to impress. Some more powerful stuff. Thanks for sharing.
Your support means everything.
It’s good to have such rich pieces, it’s engaging, inspirational, and motivational.
This is a beautiful piece. I like your pseudo-shakespearean angle that you take with the language and cadence. A pleasure to read, for sure.
I thank you for your kind compliments.
Love this piece. You have a way with words. It’s always a pleasure to read your work.
I am joyed at your acknowledgement, and I thank you for sparing your valuable time to read my work.
this is beautiful, needed it thank you
You are welcome. 🙂
Deeply philosophical; most enjoyable. Nice work.
Lovely.
I thank you.
Thank you for your follow, you write so beautifully.
I thank you Miss Karen.