She used to be calm,
But now she’s even calmer …
She walked slowly,
But now she walks even slower …
She talked freely with the right person,
But now
She barely talks at all …
She mingled happily with her best friend,
But now
She avoids everyone …
She expressed herself openly,
But now
She keeps everything inside …
She used to dream of the stars
But now
She barely looks at the sky …
She used to dance in the rain
But now
She stays inside, dry …
She used to laugh with abandon
But now
Her smiles are rare and shy …
She used to sing her heart out
But now
Her voice is just a whisper …
She used to chase after adventures
But now
She hesitates to even try …
She used to believe in magic
But now
Her wonder seems to die …
She lost her beloved, her heart’s anchor,
Now she drifts, untethered and forlorn …
Grief has woven shadows in her days,
And joy, once bright, feels tattered and torn …
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Ya’ Aburnee/ arabic
(n.) lit. ‘may you bury me’
a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how unbearable it would be to live without them
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Have you ever felt like these for anyone?
Great share Roksy!!!
Best wishes
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Thank you Devang!
I’m so happy to find you here ….
Best wishes always to you! ♥️
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Beautiful writing Roksana and thank you for the footnote. 💞
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Michele, thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it. You’re welcome for the footnote …
Have bright days always! 🔆
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You’re welcome and very much so, yes! Thank you and a bright day to you, kind heart and talented artist!✨
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I think your words express the rawness of real pain and loss, how a person withdraws, loses the ability to find joy or see the beauty around them. Sadness and depression walk hand in hand and can make a soul feel as if they are drowning.
I hope this isn’t anything you are experiencing.
Good thoughts to you to start your week, Roksana. 🙂
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Thank you Richard for your thoughtful response ….
Capturing those emotions was important to me. It’s a difficult topic, but I hope it helps others feel less alone in their struggles ….
Yes, ‘as if they are drowning’ …
You’ve described it perfectly!
I appreciate your kind thoughts. Wishing you a great weekend soon!
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well-written piece, Amy. Much reality to this. Tho saddening.
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Thanks Stephie!
Yes, it’s a bit sad … 😔
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I have never experienced this type of grief and I hope to not ever do so but at times I dwell on it and its very sad to contemplate what it’d be like. There would be a large void that might be difficult to crawl out of. Life would lose its magic and luster. Makes me weep, just thinking of it. — I dont wish to be without a bounce in my step and a strong beat in my heart.– but not sure i’d wish to be buried in advance. Do you feel this way, Amy?
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Yes, a large void!
Stephie, I understand your feelings. The thought of such a loss can be overwhelming and heartbreaking. It’s important to cherish the moments we have and find strength in our connections with loved ones …
I’m here for you if you ever want to talk more about this …
And yes, I do feel this way sometimes! That’s what inspired me to write …
Love,
Amy
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A good word. Yes, I have often felt this way about my husband.
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Yes, we feel these feelings about our loved ones …
I hope and pray you’ve a peaceful life!
✨
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Thanks Roksana.
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Yes I have felt this way and more than once in my long life, but we continue on and the grief period blends into a more reflective, perhaps more compassionate life. Those who have known grief and pain are more equipped to be compassionate. Thank you for saying this so beautifully..
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It’s comforting to know that grief can transform into compassion and reflection over time …
Thank you for sharing your experience and wisdom. Your presence on my blogposts and your thoughtful words mean a lot to me …
Thank you Karima
Have a blessed life ✨
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