Well, hello, Time! They say that you are the best healer, and you drive away poison from broken love veins, and you can heal better than a pharmacist... But only time answers me:
- Do not believe! Harmful
Everything passes - only ashes remain from the heart...
Time is woven from moments. It is our life. There are colossal ups in it, when the soul in a state of euphoria rushes upward, showering gratitude to everyone around. But, if life brings cruel falls associated with failures, losses and irreparable losses, time heals; quotes about this contain ideas about the wise about the mysterious healer, inevitably eluding people with every moment:
Don't be sad! You will survive care!
And one day you will say: “No problem!”
Rejoicing, “The whirlpool of fate
Delivered from the traitor forever!”
This is impossible to convey!!!
The hours of loneliness will drag on,
Be patient! After all, it's worth suffering:
There is no white without a black stripe.
Try to cool down quickly
Having extinguished the candles forever.
So, this is destined to be.
Forget everything, but remember: Time heals!
Rozbitskaya Natalya
Life is striped. It is impossible to deeply comprehend happiness without experiencing its loss. After all, happiness is the absence of unhappiness. In moments of tragedy and suffering, a person, turning his gaze to heaven, asks: “For what?” We find an excellent example of healing with time in Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy. Andrei Bolkonsky, the purposeful hero of the novel “War and Peace”, who lost his wife, has lost the meaning of life.
It's time to say goodbye to what no longer exists,
to step over, leaving something in the past.
I'll tell you a little secret,
Believe in your dream and think about good things
You throw in time everything that’s gone,
Let the pain of separation no longer bother you,
And no matter how heavy my heart is,
Extend your hand towards love with a smile.
Lyudmila Shcherblyuk
A meeting with a gnarled, unsightly, lonely oak tree in the spring on the way to Otradnoye confirmed the hero’s idea that life was over at 33 years old. Communication with the living Natasha Rostova, splashing with happiness, healed the hero’s sick soul with love, and he did not recognize the old oak tree. Before him stood a mighty, handsome man, full of life. So time healed his mental wound and opened new feelings.
Is time always a healer?
We live today. Everything that happened remains in yesterday. Tomorrow may come, but this is not a fact: no one knows about its appearance. Therefore, you cannot think “from above” about moments. To believe that they will come at our request, heal and stay with us for a long time or forever is too impudent. Alas! What the mysterious doctor will bring is unknown to man. Having torn one spiritual attachment from the heart, it immediately gives a new one.
Time still doesn’t heal, perhaps it treats us like it treats sick children - it tries to distract us, gives us new toys.
And we push them away, demand an old worn-out teddy bear, turn to the wall and sniffle resentfully...
Separator
Time may heal, but they don’t live that long,
to forget the one who was dear.
Irisska
Life is fleeting. The future is shrouded in mystery. With all the efforts of fortune tellers, psychics, soothsayers, healers and thinkers, the next second brings something that no one knows. Philosophy says that only what will happen will be, and nothing more.
Is it possible to say with one hundred percent certainty that tomorrow time will bring healing from suffering? What guarantees can a person have of this, being in complete ignorance of the future? History knows facts about a series of failures in human life, about a haunting evil fate:
Time doesn't heal, of course it doesn't,
but flows away like a river of oblivion.
New people, chance meetings,
dreams, hopes, worries, doubts.
Lyudmila Shcherblyuk
This means that a person knows nothing about the beginning and possibilities of treatment over time. It is difficult to guess whether it will take place at all, or whether time will pass by indifferently. It refused to heal the suffering of Romeo and Juliet, Ophelia and Hamlet by W. Shakespeare. Didn’t hear G.S.’s pleas. Zheltkov from the story “Garnet Bracelet” by A.I. Kuprin. There are a lot of examples from world literature and life in which time acts as a judge rather than a healer:
Time does not heal! Time will judge
Time will tell: who is the enemy, where are the friends.
Only time will be dispassionate and sincere
Time is not a doctor, time is a judge...
Eternal theme
Human suffering can be compared to a deep wound. It hurts unbearably. If you leave a person without help at such a moment, mental trauma can be life-threatening. And then time begins to heal her. Slowly, day by day, reducing the intensity of pain and suffering. Years go by. Feelings become dull, but in order for it to disappear forever, you need to lose your memory and prohibit yourself from thinking about the past. Who said that these processes are regulated by humans?
Time doesn't heal, it helps
put wounds and pains in chests
where it will be lost over the years,
the scars will heal, the calls will disappear...
Lyudmila Shcherblyuk
Time does not heal. We just get used to this pain, learn to live with it, and it becomes part of us.
This means that time only hides the pain, but is not able to heal completely.
Again new people and meetings,
Everything that happened is long behind us.
But time still doesn’t heal,
Time changes something inside.
Gives us new roles.
We learn other words.
And the heart has other passwords.
And another spring comes...
The same sun and the same birds,
But the songs are no longer about that.
We turn forward the pages,
For some reason, with great difficulty.
Olga Kozlovskaya
A person always lives with his pain, hiding it from prying eyes. She comes to him in dreams, memories and reflections, because she is invisibly present in the subconscious:
Time does not heal,
but only opens his eyes.
Will it get easier?
Don't lie to yourself.
Autumn Jazz
The theme of time is as eternal as time itself. When a difficult life situation arises, tell yourself that time heals, quotes about this vividly describe the experiences of other people. After all, on the ring of the great Solomon, who won a single battle, and a decision that cost thousands of lives, it was written “This too shall pass.” After all, over time, everything goes away, both joy and misfortune, you just need to be able to enjoy the moment and be able to wait.
You know, time doesn't heal...
Other people are treating us...
I won't notice the running time.
I'll notice when they wake you up
My detached soul
wings have grown again...
And I might be chickening out at first.
After all, the heart is covered with dust...
And replace the pain with emptiness
It didn’t work right away...
And someone, pierced by an arrow,
wants it to sing again...
And the notes have long been forgotten,
stolen by quiet sadness...
And it seems they are set free
she will never let go...
But it only seems... A miracle
always comes unexpectedly.
And people treat us from people...
And time only hides wounds...
Reviews
“You know, time doesn’t heal... Other people heal us...” Thank you, Anna, for the wisdom, simplicity and beauty of your words. I have known your poems for a long time. A poet is also a doctor (but, as in any profession, there are good workers, there are also bad ones). And your poems are capable of many things, they are kind.
Have a good, gentle winter, without illness.
Irina, thank you for reading! I am very glad that you like my poems! By the way, a song was released for “Time Doesn’t Heal.” You can listen to it here: http://annagendel.ru/2017/08/vremya-ne-lechit-song/ True, the recording is not yet of the quality that I would like, but I think everything is still to come :) I warn you right away, the arrangement is quite powerful, orchestral version. So don’t expect tender lyrics in this song...)) Thank you for your attention!
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When we arrived at the hospital, Lera was immediately taken away somewhere, and Nikita and I were left waiting opposite the door.
My heart was beating as if I wasn’t riding in an ambulance, but was running after it. Nikita, like me, was very worried and therefore walked from side to side. This whole room was very oppressive. These white walls, floors, doors, robes. I sat down on a chair and lowered my head, and my brain was simply torn into pieces. One wanted to run away from here and quickly find Dima and punch him in the nose, and the other wanted to stay here and not give a damn about Korolev. I listened to the second opinion and stayed with my best friend, but without my loved one.
When the doctor came out, I immediately realized that something serious was going on, his eyes betrayed him. And he himself was serious. We approached him and the doctor looked at us.
Your friend has blood cancer... - The doctor said the verdict and everything swam before my eyes, and my ears began to ring, and then darkness...
When I woke up, I was sitting in a chair, and in front of me stood a nurse, Nikita and that man in a white coat.
“What’s wrong with her?” I asked first and jumped up from my seat and looked at the doctor.
So far, everything is fine, but the disease is taking its toll, she urgently needs blood transfusions, and we don’t have a fourth negative so much, we need to call Moscow, and while they’re taking us... It’s a very long time and it’s unlikely your friend will be able to hold out...- Nikita sat down on the chair where I was lying a minute ago. He became pale and his eyes filled with tears. It was the first time I saw a man cry. Yes, men cry too, rarely, but they cry, for example, when they have lost a loved one or he dies, but you can’t do anything...
I couldn’t look at how he was suffering, how he was killing himself in his head, how he believed himself. And now I am one hundred percent sure that Nikita loves her. She loves her so much that she cannot live without her. And a plan matured in my head! I can be a donor! She and I have the same blood type, no, what? I have no family, no relatives, I don’t even have a loved one anymore, only friends and a best friend who is dying right now. What do I have to lose? I have nothing to lose O. I can’t live without Lera, I’ve already lost too many people, I can’t live without her.
“I have the same blood type as Lera and I’m ready to become a donor, I agree to blood transfusions,” I said firmly and confidently and the doctor looked at me dumbfounded, and Nikita raised his head and looked at me with bulging eyes.
“This is dangerous, this is very dangerous!” Nikita began and stood up and took my hands, his hands were cold, and there were still tears in his eyes.
Nikita, I see how bad you feel without her, but imagine that she won’t exist at all - He loosened his grip and I was now holding his hands - She has you, but I have no one, understand?Without it there is no point in living at all. And if I give my life like this for the person I love and dearest to me...
If you really agree, then you need to sign the agreement and do the operation slowly, every minute counts! - The doctor said and I nodded and he said something to the nurse and she convinced me.
“Thank you,” he whispered and hugged me, “Thank you... I really can’t live without her, I love her very much.”
I know, I stroked Nikita’s hair and the doctor came up to us with some papers
I need to sign - I let the guy go and went up to the man and signed - Come into the office, now we’ll start...
Okay, I looked at Nikita one last time and smiled the most sincere smile - Take care of her...
“Don’t talk as if you’re forgiving me,” the guy said.
I'm not saying goodbye, I'm just saying that no matter what happens, don't let her blame herself, okay?
She won't forgive me if anything happens to you
Everything will be fine - with these words I went into the office and saw Lera, she was lying in bed, and several devices and an IV were attached to her, and next to her there was the same bed and the same number of devices.
“Come in, change into a robe and lie down,” the nurse said and I did everything she said and after 10 minutes I was already lying on the bed next to my friend. I turned my head and looked at her profile, she was sleeping, so she didn’t hear or see anything, maybe this was for the best, otherwise she wouldn’t have agreed. The doctor confirmed that our blood types are the same and that we can start. But before they injected me with sleeping pills, I said:
Even if you take all the blood, she must live, okay?
“Okay,” the nurse said and gave me an injection, and after a few minutes I fell asleep...
"I will save my friend, even at the cost of my life. She should live, not me. How come she is sick? When? Did she know about this? Well, that doesn't matter anymore. Today I realized what pain is several times. The first: when I saw Dima with that blonde, and the second: when they said that my friend was sick and she was dying, and the third: to see this pain in the eyes of a person who simply fell in love."
Time does not heal. Time doesn't heal.travel and new people are treated.
Spring heals. treats a wave of impressions,
dreams and premonitions: more to come!
fluffy arrows from airplanes
in the sky, and the running sleepers are healing.
is treated by a reliable and devoted someone,
hugging your shoulders at the right moment.
treated by a hospital, treated by a pharmacy,
They treat persistently, with all their might.
there was a man. there is no man now.
I forgot your name by heart.
you see: healthy. you see: alive.
there is no time to whine - every hour is busy with something.
do you see?
But if from the tram step
someone will look through your eyes...
Time does not heal. Time cripples
Memory that weakens with age,
Feelings that go towards everyday life,
The souls of people that sometimes become numb.
Treats attention, sleep and care.
They are treated by doctors of the highest category.
My favorite job since childhood heals,
And, they also say, the Almighty heals.
We heal with faith, love, hope...
Poetry and music sounds heal.
We heal with the forest and beautiful clothes.
Occasionally our children and grandchildren treat us.
We are slowly healing ourselves.
But the burden of Time is felt.
You look with different eyes -
Time does not heal. Time doesn't heal...