Walking on the ground

[peter7805]

Walking on the ground
Comes the spring
The past is away
Like the cold winter fading
And it sleeps in the memory
Forgetfulness is the wild grass growing
That covers the hurts and pains
Tell me when
The flowers of freedom will blossom
And when it comes
I shall tear with laughter

[blazeofglory]

Walking on the ground
Comes the spring
The past is away
Like the cold winter fading
And it sleeps in the memory
Forgetfulness is the wild grass growing
That covers the hurts and pains
Tell me when
The flowers of freedom will blossom
And when it comes
I shall tear with laughter

Very emblematic in point of fact. I find every line here quite arresting. Suffused with a desperate past and the arrival of a new present. Of course in life we have memorizes of pains, agonies, torturous moments, tragic situations, estrangements. Yet the poem heralds a dawn with this new hopes, feelings, and a very promissory futures and all our moments of sadness will slumber in a memory chamber and and our new developments, achievements, or progresses will grow as the wild grasses that will cover all our griefs and all we disturbing emotions.

This is a wonderful poem and I find it entirely fascinating.

[peter7805]

thank you for your attention and your comment on this piece of poem ,thank you very much.

[Revolte]

Tell me when
The flowers of freedom will blossom
And when it comes
I shall tear with laughter

I loved that part the most. Wonderful read!

[PrinceMyshkin]

The title alone captivated me - and the whole of the poem lived up to that down to earth unpretentiousness. A pleasure to read. Thanks.

[Hayseed Huck]

"That covers the hurts and pains"

Kick this line out.

The reader says, "Oh, this poet is so skillful
I know his hurts and pains without his telling me."

HH

[lallison]

Here Comes the Sun