Yesterday,
A string had broken from my left hand,
A string that had bound me for a long time,
That had became one with my flesh.
That had became one with my soul.
The pain was unbearable,
The freedom was sweet,
But the consequences were undefined.
Yesterday,
I ran to the valley,
A valley of beauty,
A valley of hope.
But as I stare at it,
I felt its emptiness,
As I walked by,
I sense its coldness,
As I touched the earth,
I felt its fear.
Yesterday,
It is the end of everything,
And the beginning of the ending.
Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away..............but tomorrow never dies.nice piece Lily! !
Thanks dear Lily for such an excellant piece. This is really very poetic.
it is a very beautiful poem. i liked reading it i like the lines 'a string that had broken from my left hand, a string that had binded me for a long time...' a very nice poem
Yesterday, It is the end of everything, And the beginning of the ending...... it is so touchy and thoughtful poem.. yesterday is the end of begining.. whata theme i like the ideas...10 read mine yes to to, , mary to marry and miss i miss you along with o, mother
yesyerday is gone.. and now another day.. we all should thinks about the coming not about what left.. so beautiful dear sweet poet.. i really liked it soo.. yours, , hazem al..
lovely piece beautifully written......touching... yesterday is the fruit of today..... we learn to grow because of the bitter-sweet yesterday.... 10++++
from a broken string of yesterday to a hopeful new day...good piece, Lily 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very lovely poem. i'm asking myself what could be the connection between the string and you. thanks md