Somewhere in the innumerous rituals that surrounded your death
and the selfish demands of the living
and in the midst of the abuse
and in the lack of light in your eyes and your perfunctory nods that reiterated your indifference again and again...
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We often encounter people who are insensitive and rough.They judge and hurt people for silly things and try to downgrade others.Yes, we succumb sometime and feel depressed.Thank you Glory for sharing this wonderful poem.
Write comment. Such an impressive start, Glory S. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
It is my second or third visit.How does one lose his voice? It is really a matter of worry when the desired support from a loved one does not come when it is most essential.Nothing is worse than a disgruntled spouse who complains against every thing you do.
Thank you so much for reading, Bharati.