Like a worm in an apple destroys the purity of this sweet fruit
Breaking the heart of your loved ones hurts you to the core of
your spirit and is a forever blight of purity to carry always
like a bag of tarnish loot.
Your spirt will never heal from pains you have gave to another,
unless by way of another birth you are cleansed through your mother
I wonder what Dr. Freud would interpret this one. However, I for one, don't care because he was really nothing but a Viennese hotair balloonist. Good writing though....
Yes, expressing your feelings is indeed the purpose of poetry. Read mine – Death of Innocence - Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I read it and i feel so good finished this, has a good idea, it is a good piece to understand in very easy and beautiful way really this poem such a good write write more! _Unwritten Soul