Burdens of the Past

I carry the burdens of the past

All these years a deep sorrow

Clouded my heart

As the years rolled by

Every year one step nearer to the grave

I can neither take sorrows with me

Nor can I leave behind to share

What good are these sorrows then

These burdens of the past

Will no longer weigh me down

No longer I will be crying alone

Words will not bleed anymore

A heart lightened, weight lifted

Look forward happily to the day

When the call will come

To travel to the land unknown

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Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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