A Disturbing Soul [Unrhymed Poetenry: Poems of Ten Lines]

Utterly disturbed she is,


She even agitates the surrounding,


The people, air, the birds and so on,


Depression she must be in!


 

I pray for her wellbeing,


I pray for her happiness,


I pray for her bright future,


I pray for her success!

 

 

Like the philosopher’s stone,

 

May she turn everyone’s gloom into infinite joy!

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