Sorrows

A world in anguish, a collective sigh,

Each soul a vessel where sorrows lie.

We reap what's sown, a bitter truth,

Caught in the tangle of youthful ruth.

From towering cities to humble plains,

A symphony of suffering, endless pains.

We dance on shadows, a mournful art,

Bound by the echoes of a broken heart.

A chain reaction, a cosmic game,

Where actions ignite, consuming flame.

No sanctuary from life's stormy sea,

We're captives of choices, wild and free.

Yet hope persists, a flicker's gleam,

To break the cycle, a shattered dream.

With conscious steps, we can mend the fray,

And dawn a new day, come what may.