Hate me if you wish,
If that brings you any peace,
If that helps you live the next day,
We are here, not to cry
Old memories are burdensome
Some like a bee sting,
Some like a stroke,
Never lets you see forward
Envy the ones who forget
Living for the moments is bliss
Like the sea that does not show the storm
Or the tide of the past
Every wave is new,
Holds within a universe
Wonder what you see, what you show
In a place like this
A look at you
And how I forget what I am
You get me calm
To love and hate
Accept the world as it is…
The mighty ocean gives it all
The strength to live
And to face love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have captured so beautifully the very essence of life 'Living for the moments is bliss indeed! ' thanks Shrishti for this lovely treat!