I found myself enjoying wormwood’s bitterness
Thinking that it is the sweetest life can give me.
For too long I partook the bread of dire falseness
Knowing falsely that I ate life’s delicacy.
In the past, I have always been forced to digest
The rotten crops of my wasted strength and labor
Without even noticing that I’m greatly stressed
And should question if these things should I just ignore.
But now I understood what is sweet and bitter
And that I was just drunk throughout the past sour years.
The gladness I now feel I shall keep forever,
For never shall I again swallow my own tears.
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Copyright © 2010 by Obed Dela Cruz
(May 18,2010; Marikina City)
(This poem is written by OBED DC. To use this poem in a proper manner, please email him at [email protected])
You're a very talented writer my friend. Keep up the fine work.. Regards, Trade.
A picture of the ups and downs in life written with mature thoughts beyond your years with a finnese you have to write a well constructed poem regards
well done! that's a new unique piece i'm waitin for new issues & more deep.KEEP IT UP & EXCELLENT.
Nice one. I prefer not to swallow my own tears? Anyways good.
I found myself enjoying wormwood’s bitterness Thinking that it is the sweetest life can give me. For too long I partook the bread of dire falseness Knowing falsely that I ate life’s delicacy. Sounds like a medieval setting or Gothic. Would have been interesting if you had expanded on the first stanza with another stanza to expand those ideas. 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice philosophical poem about life, Obed, lovely to read.10. Mari