With us always walks the shadow of grief,
This is the story of life in brief!
It meets us at every step,
Why then don’t we for it prep?
Often does it make its presence felt with its dead weight,
It just won’t go away how so much we may it hate!
Why don’t we learn with it to walk hand in hand?
Why don’t we with it form an alliance grand?
Why don’t we with it play ball
So that into the morass of sorrow we don’t fall?
Why don’t we embrace it as our bosom pal
So that it does not gnaw at our heart and it maul?
Why should we find ourselves in its vice-like grip tight?
Why not befriend it so that its touch upon our soul is light?
Arun Bhagat
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Vry nice sir…
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Thank you, Sonia Ji! Stay blessed.
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Absolutely right sir..
And very well written!!
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Thank you, dear! Glad to see that you concur with the essence of the poem and the way it has been put into words! God bless you!
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Very beautiful composition Sir!!!!
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Thank you, Neha Ji, for your usual generosity regarding my writings. Can’t thank you enough.
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Creating a poise with grief can make life easy to live…to some extent…nice poem
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Thank you, Priyanka Ji! Coming to terms with grief is very important but that can come only with a greater understanding of life!
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Such a beautiful composition sir!
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