I’m not really a creative, poetic person; but I thought I’d give this a try. I was feeling a little low yesterday and I spilled my emotions on a piece of paper resulting in a dark, yet true, story.
“Grief is in two parts; the first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.” – Anne Roiphe
Anger flashes in his eyes
Wearing black shadowy webs
He shouts, “How dare you leave me!”
His little brother watches from above,
Wishing it had not come to this.
Fate isn’t something you can mess with,
It isn’t something you can change.
Pain latches onto his mind
He sees the skies of his future darken
He can’t take this anymore.
He stands there brother less
Staring at the pale corpse.
The world is a labyrinth
Where he has lost his way.
But, one day he will wake up in the morning
And see the shining light
That will hold his hand
And help him travel
Through the wonderful journey
~ Shreya, August 18, 2015.