Having suffered a chronic illness
often depleting causing weakness
sweat, hypertension, and coughing
pneumonia infected lungs nagging
inside out each breath a labored pain
traversing the body pulling life to drain
as though being sucked down to drown
little by little high hopes seem to shrink
into an ember glow that goes to the brink
zeroing to nil giving away all the dreams
and the wishes one has molded into beams
to which direction we try to work with focus
in this sole confinement life becomes bogus
on this earth no one is invincible against death
now is the time to reflect before the final wreath.
Hi Marvin, you are absolutely right - life is indeed an inevitable journey we must go through. Nice piece - specially the last two lines - a well deserved 10. Take care
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh so it reflects the inner and deepest of emotions. quite stirring po. but it reaches deep po. i love this piece...