Marketa Richnavska

(28th May / Košice)

Passing By


How am I supposed
not to want to live fully
when everything I hear from you
since I was a child is
that time passes by so fast
and I grow old so quickly?

How am I supposed to be
someone who has no liberty
when from everywhere I look I see
people passing by and by
forgetting all of their past
feeling it only briefly?

They wish to forget everything
that scarred their little hearts
but none of them remembers that
all those things had helped them to
reach every happy thing
that passed their funny lives.

You know somewhere deep within
that what you lived through
had helpd you in
to eẃhere you keep standing now
and helps to you all your luck bring
helps you handle all the strives.

That in the end even dark is bright...

Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 21, 2014

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I know the rhyme patten is unusual - I tried to rhyme 5th and 6th verses with 11th and 12th and eventually 13th.

This poem represents my need for independance from my family when deciding on how to live fully and WHEN to do it. I am young only once, then the responsibilities will come and I will grow upand old and I want to remember as much as I can from years that pass so fast...

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