Like after every bright day,
Dark night will come,
Like after every green spring,
Dry autumn will come,
In the same way,
The song of sorrow will again come on
The song of sorrow will come again on my lips,
Like the tears come into eyes,
Just after that bright shine,
Like the lips became silent again,
After scattering a beautiful
Like the sky became empty again,
After a flooding rain,
Like After a few bright nights,
A dark no moon night will come,
Like After a few days peace,
The storm will strike the shore,
Like every youth will end in old age,
Like every river will end in a sea,
In the same way the song of sorrow will again come on my lips...
Sorrow is a part of our life, after a few moments of happiness, it will again come in our life, & so instead of running away from it, let's accept it as a reality!
Based on one of my Hindi poem!