tragedy never ends.
traumas never die.
somewhere deep in your heart
unnoticed they lie.
when life seems to bloom,
when sun seems to smile.
suddenly
they will wake awhile.
they rise from their crematory,
killing your joy
shattering you completely.
they will remind you
of your unfortunate past.
till you drop & cry at last.
there is no cure.
these cause permanent scar.
to overcome past memories
is an endless war.
in an endless war - life, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
liked the rhythm and flow great poem and a nice write