written by: Sonali Majumdar
Grief was when my lover deserted me,
Till I discovered a lover in me who loves me.
Grief was when my best friend stabbed me,
Till I learnt to trust no one but me.
Grief was when my job found another in my place,
Till I educated myself to have ample choices to make.
Grief was when my house was sold in front of me,
Till I found a home in my thoughts and beliefs.
Grief was when unholy hands of a holy figure touched me,
Till I knew that purity is embedded in my soul for eternity.
Grief was when death snatched my mother away,
Till I found her in every breath I take.
Grief was when my child did not recognize me,
Till I mothered every child I met in glee.
Grief was when I saw my youth slipping away,
Till I realized my mind could never age without my consent.
Grief was when winter hit me hard and I never recovered,
Till I found summer in my dreams with hopes forever.
Grief was when everyone let me drown alone in the sea,
Till I learned to swim ahead and preach them humanity.
With every grief, I learned to smile,
With every grief, I learnt to survive.
Grief is thus a gift in disguise,
It visits to teach, not to mortify.
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