Your agony,
Discern the end of comparison

Mother knew,
Grief may be widespread

Lighting awash in the ash cloud,
When this lamentation drifted inexorably toward the coast

Although it’s hereditary characteristics ,

Triflet is the epitome of tenderness and destitute
Slight is not a waste
It’s a graceful silhouette of unique beauty

After the reversal
Existence passes for the lady’s moonlit

Inattention always be remind,
Credence as a place of torment

Some deprived existence,

Don’t preceive the end off
Forgiveness is a form of grief’s

©Ujjwal Roy