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Poem - Barn of Experiences

Sibela Bala (Albania)

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Barn of Experiences

Sibela Bala

 

This life is so beautiful

Just as short

For people who keep memories

In soul and heart

It is a balanced beacon

Neither off nor on

Barn of memories

In the old time house

From the ego of a scared look,,

 

Source of equipment

It is covered by a barn and a shed

Diaries of the Blind Muse

Source squeezed into boredom and much

In the old diary as well as today

Source of life that everyone loves

The experiences of life's challenges

Sometimes they hum like a melody

Sometimes they get lost in the desert

Barnyards of hurt memories

That rock like a child in a cradle,,

 

The long-suffering marathon over time

A million times the sky filled with curves

Old stories and time always reveal

That sample said the heavy word

We keep the wise word as a principle

I broke the bonds of time

As barns in the longest memory

As a wave of life and as a confrontation

All the wounds healed little by little

But very little recovery

Barn of experiences on the way,,

 

Time remained the same

People changed their mind about the face altogether

As it used to be, even the sun is not warming anymore

They advertised the lost voice

Like a raven song from the heavens

The experiences touched your unhealed wounds

All mankind in this life

Storage barns like in the Middle Ages

That leaves behind the desolate tear

The silent muse like the sunless day

Not paying any bequest,,

 

I tore off some of the shards of experience

I stamped the description

Hardworking as always

I filled a journal before the weather

That has torn my soul apart in silence

They caught my eye like many autumn leaves

A barn of emotions, willy-nilly

From this short raining world,,

 

 

Biography: 

The author Sibela Bala, born in Albania, completed her studies in Albania, then took her journey to immigrate for a better and more stable living income, but she never gave up literature. which I have a passion for since birth, where later even at school, dignity was extended in every parameter of time,,