Suicide is not cowardice. . It’s a cry for help in timeĀ š¦
She has been lonely and weeping
She is going through depression which no one sees nor hears
Behind the closed doors dark with cobwebs fullĀ
Dusty with broken windows
She refuses to leave that room
As that room reminds her of her lover who died in the terror attack
She holds his photo to her bosom tight often kissing him with a sigh!
She has not dusted that room from the time she lost him .. as lost her interest to live !
People walk past her without
Concern ! How this world has become so cruel !
For heaven’s sake
Sit next to her .. give a ear listening to her story
emptying out her sorrowful heart
Hold her close and say I care for you .. share your problems with me ..
Take her to a nearby cafe
Offer her some delicious cookies and coffee
Console her and counsel her
To get her out of her gloom
If you have a heart !
See how light your heart feels seeing her a different girl who is trying her best to
forget her past lighting a candle of hope in her heart !
Copyright
Sarala Balachandran
Photo courtesy friend
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