Fragments of happiness

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

Fragments of happiness

Kasia Dominik

Fragments of happiness 

A welcome on the road, somewhere on the edge of winter,

I got to know life from its worst side.

Before I crowned my hyperactive age,

I received a sentence marked with pain.

When adulthood knocked on the door,

and the child's smile disappeared from my pale face,

I grabbed a pen, and with it an inkwell -

I started writing and dreaming about tomorrow..

However, I was not given the chance to create,

my dead hands refused to feel.

I thought with confidence that I would change it,

but fate, hard, began to throw obstacles.

Closed in on myself, deprived of happiness,

I accepted the stigma of a girl next door.

With each morning I am grateful to God,

that I am still breathing and not dead.

Kasia Dominik

(Poland)

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh