Untittled Thoughts Poem by Nina gáspari

What´s real lasts forever
What´s genuine transcends
Fooled and broken hearts
Are difficult to mend
Closed doors that won´t easily open
Harsh thrown words
Are often spoken
What´s real lasts forever
What´s genuine transcends
It lingers in our memories
Mixed and ambiguous feelings
Deep and tragic scars
still healing
If it´s real
It shall forever last
If not, must be preserved in the past
If it´s genuine
It shall transcend
If not, there´s nothing for us to do
Except to live it without trying to comprehend.