Tomorrow is another day,
Another day of torture,
Another day to sigh.
Why life has been scourging,
Devouring all the light,
Vanquishing the existence,
Of everything fragile.
The soul which laughed,
Withered.
The heart that danced,
Shriveled.
The dreams and hopes,
The dancing rays,
The rainbow hanging,
From the palm of a child,
Like an autumn leaf,
Like a winter tree,
With an empty life,
With an empty soul,
Hoping for a better tomorrow.
One without worries, and with no hurry,
A raw cassette of life,
Seeking its true essence,
Saying goodbye to the past.
About the Creator
Umama Zahir
My name is Umama. I am passionate about writing and strive to create pieces that leave a lasting impact on my readers. Through my work, I aim to convey the depth of emotions and explore themes that truly resonate with the core of our being.
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Comments (2)
Saying goodbye to the past isn't easy but it's wise to do so. Loved your poem!
What a captivating story!