Weep or not to weep <br /> <br />Fresh is the dew at dawn; <br />And soon to be dried <br />By the splendors of noon, <br />This has been the truth <br />For ages whence unknown, <br />Love grows like flowers, <br />Blooming fresh and fair <br />In the soft morning sun, <br />And who knows when <br />The frost will come, <br />Its crimson wither <br />And fragrance blown, <br />This is the Holy Judgement, <br />How can we defy thy decision? <br />Strings tied to life loosen, <br />Swift and strange is the going, <br />Endless tasks ended, <br />Or is it the beginning of the spring, <br />Souls fail to grasp the whole thing, <br />God bestows on us love, <br />We love somebody or something, <br />But when love grows and ripens, <br />Falls off leaving us alone, <br />More painful it is, when, <br />Those we love most are first taken, <br />Once, and but once Death’s Angel visits, <br />Inflicting all human woes, <br />Weeping, grief and pain, <br />Memory stays and will live alone, <br />Weep, souls weep, <br />For weeping soothes inward pain, <br />Life must go on, <br />And the dead be forgotten.........<br /><br />DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weep-or-not-to-weep/
