Digging my memories,
I find nothing but
darkness clawing at
the flesh of my mind.
My heart warped,
My inside dying
with intense pain.
Unable to repress
unrelenting tears.
This cannot go on,
Life has to move on;
I must burn them
and live off the ashes!
life goes on no matter what only one has to be courageous enough to face it and forget the past...another fine write...thanks
Like the legendary Sphinix, which emerged from its ashes! Lifes force, - that 'elan vital ', as the French philosopher Bergson called it, remains supreme! Life continues to exert itself against all odds through 'creative evolution '! Good poetry Koyel! - Raj Nandy New Delhi
wow! ..i really liked this piece...excellent treatment of a very favored subject.strong words make for strong imagery and effect.
Deep, Koyel, yet burning with hope - I especially liked the defiant ending.
very nice! keep writing! dear, friend. could you read and comment on my newest poem, Mumbai Mourning, please? thank you.
nice poem i like it maybe u may have some time 2 check out some of mine.
'This cannot go on, Life has to move on; I must burn them and live off the ashes! ' A moving composition with memories.
A good poem. A depressing situation that ends on a high note. Good work. Regards Ron
most lives live off the ashes...u gv voice to universal experience...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your poem is very true and deep. great job