My Misery And Your Grief Are Same Poem by Lajpat Chawla

My misery and your grief,
Have different spellings, different brief.
In essence they hurt and pain,
And are same,
My misery and your grief.
I was away from my sweet heart,
You stayed alone in a different part.
The evening hours which broke my ribs,
Very much bled your heart.
My tears and cries,
Your screams and sighs,
Traveled on same cart.
My aimless walks on the beach,
Yours in your street,
Are parts of one sheaf.
My misery and your grief,
have different spellings, different brief.
In essence they hurt and pain
And are same,
My misery and your grief.