Gift of Grief

Freezing the blood gushing through veins;
Pausing the thoughts running in the brain.

Rendering all colors, as colorless;
Making dark, even the brightest.

Robbing you of all the valuables;
Making poor, even the richest.

Clouding all the joy and happiness,
In the mist of gloom and sadness.

It does it all,
Corrodes even a rock.
Comes like a visitor,
With a gift of grief,
Its - Loneliness on a spree.

When Words Hit

It came like,
A poisonous arrow;
And struck me,
When i had no shield
To borrow.

It pierced in the
Soft corner;
I bleeded,
Not coz of pain,
But sorrow.

But when I now
Look at it,
My wound will
Definitely heal;
Let me tell you though,
For me, you mean no more.