They say
Different people
Have different ways
Of handling grief.
Some keep shedding tears
Till that day
When last drop of tear
Has left their eyes.
They share their pain
With everyone
Talk about it repeatedly
Until it’s absolutely gone.
Some become mum
Don’t utter a word
Wait for the day
When the turmoil stops.
They share their pain
With none.
They keep it away from mind
And wait for it to fly away.
Did any one of them loved less?
Or was anyone’s pain lesser than other?
I guess not, I think not,
It’s just their own ways to douse the pain.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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