Curse, curse, curse

Curse, Curse, Curse
Birth seems curse some way
Life seems curse some way
Death seems curse some way.

Curse to experience soul of hell
Curse to experience soul of heaven
Where reality is cursed to unfulfilled desires
Walks in dreams and fantasies to fulfill.

Curse is like a constrictor
Tying breath inside heart
Never allowing to swallow
The sweetest fruit inside the mouth

Curse, curse, curse
Billions of curses echoed
In the ears we hold
While walking through the path.

curse is symphony
To the ears that never hears
To the soul that never lived
Nor died on this earth.​

Reviews

[Stella Armour]

I think at times we all feel cursed in some way about something, we can't be happy and elated all the time, there has to be a balance between the two . Light and dark moments for us all, but as long we remember that the light is not far away most of us can rise above the cursed moments..

[Arundass TP]

Sure. Thank you friend 😊

[Lydia Shutter]

A bit of darkness in your poem. To think that all life is cursed, well, I can not agree. We have to choose to be happy each day. We must see the light within the darkness. Otherwise, is life worth living? thought provoking write. Lydi*

[Arundass TP]

Thank you for your thought. You are right.

[Marie]

I guess life and all it contains is a curse to some human beings and a blessing to others. It's like the old proverb: One man's meat is another man's poison. I guess the difference is how we look at life and what we experience in it. You have captured the other side of life, the cursed side, superbly in this well written poem, dear T. P... I would love to read a poem where you wrote about the blessings, it would be an amazing write, I know. Thank you for sharing, dear poet. I enjoyed reading...

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Marie]

Most welcome always, T. P...