Is grief my solace realm?

Pic:- Through My Lens.

My heart no longer

look forward to euphoria

Mundane activities of life and

sun-kissed balconies are

my favourite locale to hang- out

Sittings in silence and reading

a page multiple times

I speculate nothing for future

buying expensive accessories

isn’t a drug for loneliness anymore

Hugging children is therapeutic

When I want to let go some tears

Some travel plans stemming

from a deep sense of nostalgia

vanish right before holidays.

I wonder!!!!

Am I tightly gripped by grief

Or grief is my comfort zone?

Shweta.