Disaster

In a world of poetry and poets
What is propriety if not cynicism,
Greatness if not fear?

We were born in a battlefield 
And all of us have lost

By and by we come to grips with loss of memory
In our endless growth.



By Karinna A. Gulias





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Unknown said…
Do you think we come to terms with the loss? Honestly, I'm never sure we do, but I really like this piece. It's vivid.
13 October 2016 at 02:22:00 CEST
Karinna Alves Gulias said…
Hi Tara! Thanks for your comment. Either we come to terms with the loss of memory or not, it depends on each person. But I do think we should consider the question to begin to understand it.
13 October 2016 at 13:56:00 CEST
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