A Trunks Of Pain Poem by Sossi Khachadourian

Under different masks their faces are hidden
With different colors their faces are drawn
As my dearest ones they're known
Ah dearest ones still my heart with your love is drawn

While I forgive
While I forget
I deny to see the facts
Though I know colored are their faces
Yet they are as precious as my pride

Those who were like my breathe
Took away my heart beat
They were most savage
Most unfair

They made me learn what's the meaning of the pain
How it hurts
How long it lasts
Sometimes never ends

Even when the wounds are healed
The pain overcomes again and again
The memory of pain
Always hurts the same

With the changing of the seasons memories come my way
They gave me trunks of pain
And told me hold on to your pain

That's your destiny
You don't have the right to suffer of your pain
You don't have the right to complain
Hold on to your pain.