When A Grief Sucks- - - - - Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

When A Grief Sucks- - - - -

Rating: 3.5


when grief sucks
the pink fluid of
my receptive mind,
my spirits cowers
at the corner of walls,
the self-appointed
bouncer inside fights,
fails and badly falls;
I just pray to the unseen;
see Him with my inner eye- - -
utter the words borrowed
from my parents and grand parents
farthest ancestors and - - - - -
silent answers reach
my claustrophobic heart- -
And my sunken self
rebounds from the
dark pit of despair- -
He leaves in a jiffy;
an inbox message
on my mind e-mail- -
I have to open and read it
over and over, over and again
as I forget and commit- -
as a humble human.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 20 November 2013

my spirits cowers........maybe you want spirits cower' or spirit cowers? it bothers me when a very worthy poem has simple errors. so i hope you don't mind my suggestion(s) . complicated errors ALSO bother me! He leaves in a jiffy; ....He = grief? i loved my claustrophobic heart- - i'm not sure if i interpreted correctly the following: from my parents and grand parents farthest ancestors and - - - - - i don't think i understand the last line.........or maybe it is as simple as it seems. the punctuation seemed used very skillfully. i enjoyed the part about the bouncer............and the rest of the poem as well. thanks for sharing. :)

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