This day. this night, the thought nought, dilly dally <br />The life that coats a lot of pain on pleasure <br />And pleasure on pain has shades, subtle, wide. <br /> <br />This song ‘ong’ shall long linger in my eyes <br />Me thinks its time to wipe my tears and smile <br />At everything dark and light, this subtle while. <br /> <br />All alone the pregnant earth lives a rotary life <br />What a pity, the wine that was brewed of molten things <br />Have all been drunk – the green did smell strangely yesterday..<br /><br />Raveendran N.V.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rotary-life/
