The degree of sorrow

If you don’t remember anything good happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadn’t?

Right away I stood there,
As silent as mice
Feeling the gust of air
The absolute surmise.
The surmise of the road
The fear of the staring toad
The loneliness of waters
The feel of a travel by boat !!

I walked on and on and on
The road quiet and awfully scorn.
The immense feeling of asking
Why on this earth was I born?
Quite rightly Earth I didn’t adorn !!

I was at the utmost of self – loathing,
I didn’t want to see myself.
In my veins, pain roaring,
The contagious grief attacks, the minor explodings !!

There is no one sadder than me
My heart not a second did beat nonchalantly
Not a single sign of glee
I wanted to leave my soul, away I wanted to flee!!
O death! Please arrest me!!

I started screaming at the top of my voice
Bellowing with anger, my last choice
I had tripped on a stone
Rising from my body, sinking flies

I got up to tidy my half torn dress
My pain, sorrow and grief suppressed
I felt a thump in my heart ; the least addressed
A bashing striking beat in my chest
In front of me, I saw a very new guest

Half naked she was, eyes filled with blood
Her body was red, stained with mud
Her hair entangled more complexly than a grape vine
There were nails on her feet; a total of nine
Surrounded by atleast ants a thousand
To feed upon her whole body; they were abundant !!

Still in her eyes was a gloomy sparkle
On her skin, a fresh dazzle
There was a feeling of victory in her defeat
The whole forest seemed to be moaning for her !!

She raised up very slightly,
Her hands relaxing the pain in her chest,
Her legs tied in a shackle tightly
Her face lit with an expression of zest.

With the dullest appearance, she seemed the most beautiful to me.
Happiest in the saddest situations one could ever be.
Her smile explaining her interior gee,
Towards me, was staring she.

My face danced to display my doubt
And an understanding arising in her snout
And then came her undefinable bout
Which spoke silently ” I have to shout !!”

I nodded my head agreeing to her
I wanted to hear the bravest soul I had ever seen

A broader smile then appeared and in a clear hoarse voice, she said
” Your sadness is a gift. Don’t reject it, don’t rush it. Live it fully and use it as a fuel to change and grow.”

Her mere words changed my thoughts,
An upliftment of spirit they brought.
My loneliness and sorrow were soon shot.
My will suddenly became hypermobile,
Everything seemed warm as if in a cot.
I was ready for an absolute new start !!

19 thoughts on “The degree of sorrow

    1. Wonderfully compost ….πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒMISHHHHH…….πŸ™‚πŸ™‚πŸ™‚Go ahead like this. πŸ‘ŒπŸ˜€πŸ™‚πŸ˜‰πŸ˜Š

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  1. Wonderfully Composed…πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒWell done Mishhhh…..πŸ™‚πŸ™‚As tanu told we will always be there behind you to support you…….Go ahead…..πŸ™‚πŸ™‚πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰πŸ€žπŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰

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  2. Mast !!!!!
    Koi 8th B ka baccha aaisa bhi kar sakta hai aaisa kabhi nahi laga tha…..

    Aur creative to tum ladkiya paidaish hi ho😈

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  3. Woww mitu kya content hai ….loved it …just keep going ..we r always by your side…tu bhit age jayegi….loved the poem …🀩🀩😘πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜Ž

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