Death they say is the only truth
Harsh and grim and miserable
It leaves you broken and shattered
A wound beyond any repair
Tears we shed often go in vain
That leave behind incessant pain
Losing loved ones is a nightmare
That slips you into an abyss
A plethora of musings haunt
That faintly echo in loneness
Yearning then lead to heartaches
As one surrenders and forsakes
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Nisha is an entrepreneur in HR field with previous work experience in education, hotels and training. She enjoys her journey of life trying to make her 16 year old daughter diagnosed with Down Syndrome, independent and well integrated in the society. Being a typical Taurean, she takes life head on and is ready to face challenges with a perennial smile.
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