Something Remains

I try to mortify the feelings To destroy the memories But something remains It ties me to the past The past I lived Made me enjoy itself I loved and hated Lived and soared like a proud bird Which had its sky and freedom. I ruled like lion Conquered and subdued I fondled and caressed And only carrion-crows and mean hyenas Asked for my blood and sufferings. The passion came to me, and insult Love and fury It was my past in which I couldn't understand