Towards Eternity Poem by Bonics Bachinela

The tears are parched,
The soldiers have marched away,
New buds are bringing new life
In sheered hope after strife.

Hearts are mending
Regained from soul vending,
Where breaths are pure,
Strained and purified under sunlight.

Handcuffs, broken for handshakes,
In real essence, In purposive life,
Allowing li’l tulip to grow
And, wither in its divine meadow.

With all sanctity respected,
Bestowing the opportunity
Of living free; and, depart with heart,
free of clutter to atone to earth in serenity.

Where smiles are valuable reminiscence,
And, tears are welcomed conscience,
As the egress commenced
Towards the peaceful eternity.