All About Grief

Today, an overwhelmed me, writes. Writes a story that’s untold, unheard and unpoken of.

Some hidden realities to the hidden architectures, a dream of the paradise, those of all which is nothing but just a dream.

Debris, fossilized memories, numb wishes, all which talks of the cost paid. Riddance, a cached call, a man-made or nature’s play, all known to be a mistake.

An imbalance that was prized so huge, unfortunate and unforgettable. Griefs and sorrows, caved and invaded, all in for a sojourn.

Marked incompleteness stayed in the hearts, of the preceding absence and vacuum. Tales of these kind still remain unknown to most of the world.