Unbidden grief when crawls in,
Makes a life sprawl in wide,
A taste less world painted dark,
Growl every where; dogs bark,
No tears, no words to say,
'God may help, God May....
When one hit by grief,
Turned to him so sober, sublime, in brief,
Seeing them,
Sometime I think,
Grief hit is mandatory
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That is all about the ways of life. However, life should move on. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.