Sombre Summertime

Will a man’s sadness ever cease?

And all at once be at peace?

             Shall a man’s toil be worthless,

             When his winter is ruthless?

Could a charm be an arm?

Where he could disarm his deformity.

Is it worthy to be weary?

When life is so blurry.

              Could love be worthy as gold?

               When a man’s beauty grows cold!

Shall a man’s toil be worthy after?

When death lingers around old lover’s laughter.

And only when a man knows his worth in his winter,

Only then he maybe at peace in his summer.

                                                      ~  koveo pao

Also read: Morung: An Ode


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