Pictures of happiness and pleasure fade in and out throughout
life depending on sorrow and grief we each have to contend
with.
Keeping our minds focused on goodness becomes difficult when
our heart has turned itself around, not wanting to face the
life it's supposed to be living fully.
Loneliness, emptiness, and abandonment continuously rupturing
our peace of mind, sending us into such turmoil that we tend
to isolate and turn our backs on everything and everyone.
Delicate balances are cracked and challenged as tears fall
incessantly into the palms of our hands, crying without
stopping.
Enquiring minds wanting to find a path to normalcy get lost
and take forsaken journeys throughout life, all alone and
bereft, not seeing any way through the loss of a lifetime
love.
A challenging moment of sadness lasts forever within a
photographic memory, always being held closely in upturned
hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A remarkably good flow of words. Keep it up and keep sharing such intense poetic feelings. congrats..