Grief-Stricken
The strong winds swooned her hair in air
Her tears had welled up inside to the brim
She could not fight alone a battle so grim
They wanted to lay a distraught grief bare
Stalked, abused, and stymied not to dare
No help came to lift her worldview so dim
It seemed impossible to get out of the rim
Gory tales of crushed women did a scare
She hid her disheveled face in her hands
Searched for an inner strength gone trim
Chance of lifting veil of darkness was slim
Her heart had surely melted in core sands
All had chipped in to set her up in a snare
In muddied waters she couldn't well swim
Hopes belied, she could just maffle a hymn
Her confidence was all shattered in despair
2.8.2020
Modified my Villanelle poem titled Grief to enclosed rhyme form.
Be Inspired Poetry Contest of Regina McIntosh.
Copyright © Mohan Chutani | Year Posted 2020
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