After Twenty Years Of My Living (A Small Recapitulation) Comments

There is a LOVE-shaped hole in our lives, and in that hole love will keep growing.

Twenty years have passed, Twenty winters and twenty springs, Twenty long summers of pain and dejection with Forbidding dolour...! ! !

Sometimes presented, so to speak, moments of Joy and gratefulness, Like lightning flashed in my inner self the serenity of eternal Spring...! ! !

The world of inactivity and inertia, Celebration became silent with chronic state of self-pity.

A deeply poignant poem. 20 years of life devoid of happiness is like living in a state of nothingness... likened to death. A well thought out and conveyed write.

I think this has more than 20 paras my life passed 80 years in a jiffy 20 years PG only? ?