I am not fine…

Millions of people in my motherland India and around the world are grieving at this time. This poem is an attempt to give a voice to those who are putting up a brave front..

I hope you don’t ask me how I am doing these days

For if you do, you might set a fire ablaze

I look composed but every fiber of my being right now

Is stretched to the breaking point, I don’t know how

Much longer I can hold it together though

One word of concern, and tears would flow

Ask me my well-being, but know before you do

The floodgates might open, drowning me too

The sorrow, the anxiety, the tremendous fear around

I shove deep down repeatedly, silence their sounds

Yet the slightest twinge of emotion can sway

My forced stoicism, simply wash it away..

When you ask about my well-being, I shall do so too

I don’t know what emotions that might evoke for you…

Maybe you are as broken as I am inside

Maybe behind a masked facade you too hide..

When losses are mounting, perhaps we shall find

In shared grief, some succor for our minds..

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