Heavy on heart,
Haunting the mind,
Loss leaves an impression,
That creates a void.
Loss, just four letters,
Is a word that’s inevitable,
But dreaded byÂ
Every human on earth.
Loss of a loved one,
A dear one,
Oh… that’s hard,
To adjust and move on.
Loss of a parent,
At any age,
Is the roof that’s
Uprooted from our head.
Loss of the spouse,
Oh…the thought tugs the heart.
It is a chromosome
Sans its pair.
Loss of a child,
Ahh… I feel a lump in my throat,
Is a broken heart,
That can’t be joined back.
Heavy on heart,
Haunting the mind,
Loss, leaves an impression,
That creates a void.
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