BURIED IN THE LAND OF GRIEF …
Srikari 8 B. Srikari loves to read, explore and write.

Buried in the land of grief
Isolated from my near and dear ones
I lie, dismayed on the shore
Struggled like a dragon, glooming in a lonely spirit

Gazing at the sun and reflecting back, 
I curse myself for being so feeble and crestfallen,
As I take a walk to the sea bed,
And patiently wait for the waves to show mercy on me

Yet, they never hear me wail and sob
Never in a million years,
Envious of my loyalty.
They step back and leave discourteously.

I did attempt to turn a new leaf over,
And help myself in liberating my cherished life.
Yet, all lie in my mighty heart that
Never revealed its true self and remained unspoken forever

Left on the bare ground,
I remain as weak as a reed,
Trying to get onto my feet
Hoping to discover the purpose of life.