Thunderbolt

When thunderbolt, strikes to heart,
Heart pumps, but inside there is blast.

Face smiles, but heart cries,
Mouth eats, but throat dries.

Leg moves, but mind stuck.
Hand works, but thought struggles.

Life runs, but soul is still,
This happens, when loved one is missing.

Whole world is busy, to make you comfortable,
But only God knows, that pain is irreplaceable.

Memories are precious, just hold it on,
When heart cries, just switch it on.

Time will pass, healing will start.
But for the vaccum created, only death is the halt