Poems on
Experiences

The internal scrabble of grief

a poem by Shivpoetesspriya

My mariposa is free!

The lonely words
of enthusiasm is
dealing with the
brimming tears
so
gently
and tightly.

This helpless closeness and
immediacy!

The poor fate of a crying heart
voices
and desires
to hold you eagerly in the same manner
how brokenly it was crying.

The mirror of the heart shows it all.

The height of the distressing emotions
lamenting, crying, and trying to build
a shelter in the dipped ocean!