The whatsApp call
From the neighbour
Informed the death of father
Before I could absorb
Involuntary reflex impulse
Wished, father should have postponed dying
Provided at least a six months extension
For being in a new country
With new job
Survival
Is not easy
On top of it
Covid restricts
Intercontinental movements
Due quarantine rules
Micro moments later
The gloom
Of shock, numbness, denial, sadness
Despair engulfed
And I lived the loss
Felt by a paralytic
Who literally has his body
Yet nothing
The untamed grief
Longed for the sea
Published in Indian Journal: VerbalArt - Vol.4, Issue 2,2021
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