My grief is like a river….


My grief is like a river 

i have to let it flow 

but i myself determined 

just where the banks will go

some days the current takes me

in waves of guilt and pain

but there are always quite pools 

where i can rest again

i crash on rocks of anger

my faith seems faith indeed

but there are other swimmers

who know what i need

And loving hands to hold me 

when the waters are too swift

and someone kind to listen

whom i just seem to drift

griefs river is a process 

of relinquishing the past

by swimmer in hope ,s channel

i will reach the shore at last


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A decisive soul| passionate writer| Statistics and Maths geek| Loves Chicago| Toastmasters| Data maniac| Marketing Person| TEDx | Permanent procrastinator| Social flagbearer| Education evangelist| Co founder Marketingthingy/Socialthingy| Winner standing alone :) Contact: amritasarkar1709@gmail.com
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