Grief won't help

Anxiety and stress

Did you ever notice those marks on your face ?

That tell you about your circumscribed pace.


Sitting near the dew 

You notice a droplets few,

trying to renew,

The constricted space you dwelt in.


Around you, change will happen,

Change will happen for the good,

But you will refuse to accept it happened,

For all that happened with you!:(


Trying to return back to life , you will notice a book kept somewhere, with edges gnawed...

and a human in that deep space somewhere on your plight guffawed.


And you finally make out that everything simultaneously works out.

And people, appear deaf to your hearty shout.


People have candid collections,

But you have so far collected Yelp.

And ultimately, what you realise is that grief won't help.