▪︎Grief - A Ghazal ▪︎ Grief has been by my-side all the while Sheathing me with its hide all the while. Its long and dreary hands pull me back I've been drifting by its tide all the while. They say, elation will find its way to me But, the distance felt wide all the while. Its shackles seem too strong to be broken No matter how hard I tried all the while. When they asked me of my blessedness Being utterly sombre, I lied all the while. Grief engraved its name on Stella's heart I wielded the scars with pride all the time. Grief feels home! For a better read: Grief had been by my-side all the while Concealing me with its hide all the while Its long and dreary hands pull me back
