As I heard sound of footsteps outside my door
I stifled my sobs in my throat
And pretended to be fast asleep
As I like to deal privately with my grief.
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'I like to deal privately with my grief' great words from a confident & unyielding personality....There are several such lines, touching the inner core with stunning effect....one of the best I have ever read...........10
The undercurrent of tragedy, grief and pensive thoughts have been very well conveyed and the reader gets caught in the poet's emotion.
..over all amazing poem indeed. so 10 has been clicked. ...somewhere a little rythemic break due to chosen few words despite thought provoking! reading this poem I was thinking for a while as verses captured me.
one lonely night.....and one stormy night. what's the difference? it's a matter of life....and death.you had hypnotized me with this great piece mamta.A +.
The leftover of over night fire of grief after getting washed over tears, a smile of new hope is dawning in the poem end...how? The mind in conflicts finds itself a witness to how life, despite harder bitter experiences, rises up hopefully from remains in the dawning light trying to discard darkness behind...good poem 10 votes...
Brilliant paralleling of action & consequence between Mother Nature & Human Nature...This theme is more than inventive...and takes my mind back to the Old Testament, and 'The Great Flood'....when God destroyed His own creation, rather than allow His world to continue pathing in the wrong direction...And in so many ways....we are perilously at that crossroads again....Excellent Work, young lady...and, a major...C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S, Mamta, on your upcoming innaugural book-publishing. YOUR WORK, IS MOST CERTAINLY WORTHY OF PRINTING & PURCHASE! FjR