Loss Imposed.

The things around are in such glare
that my eyes get blind unable to stare.
Stare do I narrowing my eyes at the grandeur
that hangs on ebullient like the chandelier.

Things not trivial with lot of materials
cause a deep hurt and lead to an arterial
insufficiency that leads to an infraction
of both the mind and heart in a reaction.

Let it go and forget it say my friends
as though it is easy to go like the trend.
Going with Shakespeare I affirm
” No one can master the grief
except the one who has it.”