And the memory
remains…
Bits and pieces,
fragments and flashes
Of a time that was
once real.
Its like a loved one
who has passed…
No matter how hard
you try,
You will never be
able to come face to face again.
Memories can be
bitter,
They can be sweet and
bring a smile.
Its odd but true…what
cannot be real can still bring the past emotions alive!
Are these a burden
from yesterday,
Or do they help
propel you to tomorrow?
Its a fight which you
always lose, but you want to confront again and again.
Are they good or are
they bad,
How should I label
this box?
Is it worth boxing
these at all; cause all of life eventually ends up in this box.
The mysteries of tomorrow
Become our memories
of yesterday.
So basically the
journey from one to another makes up our today.
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