Tuesday, April 13, 2010

My sorrow is not for sale



My sorrow is not for sale,
Nor for exhibition.
Yet I end up auctioning my tears
The devil bids the highest.

GG. April 13.

17 comments:

Swaram said...

Sigh! This is so damn true!

mesjay said...

This is sooo beautiful.

Kaustubh said...

very nice!

concise and effective!!!

Raja said...

very touching

Anu said...

Sometimes, you come across words that capture your thoughts. It makes you think, hey, these are words that are exactly what I want to say. How can someone else, distance apart say something so close to your heart. Beautiful!

Kamini said...

You say so much in so few words. That is a real skill. This was lovely.

Gauri Gharpure said...

Thanks for the appreciation...

Chatterbox said...

Sad and very true :)
Beautiful play with words :D

Keep writing!!

Cheers :)

sm said...

simple truth in simple lines

G said...

Gauri, I don't quite understand poems, but this one made me sad :(


HEre after a long time. Let me see what all you've been up to.

Dil se said...

Absolutely beautiful and touching lines, Gauri !!

Indyeah said...

((((((((((((((hugs)))))))))))))
from a friend far away ..

YOSEE said...

Grief in brief. So effective.

RAJI MUTHUKRISHNAN said...

Beautiful

thetrapezium said...

lovely lines :)

Joe Pinto said...

I don't know about my sorrow.
But my joys are for sharing.
In my second innings
I have learnt this lesson hard.

Gauri Gharpure said...

@Joe Pinto maybe I know what you mean.. but then, sorrows shared are halved, aren't they?