Broken Roads Poem by Rizwan Saleem
Broken Roads
Roads taken for escape
Of use no more
Burnt bridges like relics
Stand a stark reminder
Nothing is permanent
Maybe except for woes of time
Ashes fall like snow
Blades of grass now grow
Over paths that were so sure
Would lead to bliss
Unwind now back in a vicious circle
With a difference this time
One stands at the beginning
One crossed over to the end.
If all things missed
Could be put in one last kiss
Why flowers are put on graves
As symbols of pity and sorrow
Wither in days, loose color and fragrance
No headstones needed
Some roses are seeded
For a singular purpose
For deaths like these are oft repeated
Most of us know nothing beyond our place in time and space. Many people endure lives I can't imagine. Keep writing from your experience, dear Rizwan.
Thank you for your encouragement Kelly, yes some of the lives are beyond normal endurance
Nothing is permanent Maybe except for woes of time Ashes fall like snow Blades of grass now grow..... liked ur philosophical thinking nothing is permanent in this world. this is a true realisation.. thank u dear poet. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/20/2024 4:41:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
loved the last lines: some roses are seeded for a singular purpose for deaths like these are oft repeated