Grief Poem by Chitra Bisht
Grief
Real pain
Is not professed by tears
Or by writhing in agony
No temper tantrums
No creating a scene
It gnaws at your bones
Giving gaping wounds
Drains all blood from heart
A thousand blades piercing
On the surface
Everything is fine
Peace prevails
Expressions sublime
Inside torment reverberates
Hurt, betrayal, anger gyrate
Echoes of hopelessness seeping
A deafening silence screaming
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7/23/2025 10:39:35 AM # 1.0.0
Exquisite! Showcases your talent as a poet and how good an observer you are! And the flow of words is captivating! Loved it. Top score