Suffering Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

silent suffering
is twisting with grimace
his greyish face
eyes still conscious
through the mist of pupils
they are searching around
for the answer to a question
wanting confirming
that it is a temporary state
which it will pass when a time comes

flowers
flowers
flowers
a lot of flowers
of smelling delicate red whites
everyone is bringing words
to love and the friendship

it is interesting

who will be going behind the family
whether a lot of people will come
auntie Adela as usual most probably
will be moved to tears
and she won't have the handkerchief
the uncle will blurt the speech out
and the mother, will hide in silent pain
hunched under the black umbrella

or else most probably a rain will be falling

the first good friend
will throw the lump of the earth
and girl-friend flower of the forget-me-not

but he still lives
so through the mist of pupils
with twisted with silent pain with face
he is searching for the confirmation

- Doctor...
- calmly, worst passed
not yet it is time

need to live...