Grief

Sunita festival of words

Today’s prompt on the Write Tribe’s Festival of Words was grief. A long time ago when my husband died, I had started writing in my journal. Today I am sharing a part of that with you. Please handle with care. Grief It was on a Wednesday at 3.50 a.m. that my husband  was declared dead….

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When Poetry Heals

Sunita Grief, Life, Poetry

Six years! I can hardly believe it’s been six years since that fateful day. The doctor’s face is a blur. I just remember he had a beard. The clock was huge with a yellow and gold rim; the numbers large and the time was two forty a.m.. Of course that was not the time on…

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