Past

I had a dream last night,

Saw someone in the dream.

But this one had hurt me,

He used to say sweet things in dreams,

But in reality I had bitter memories of him,

Not knowing how many colors to show,

He stole my peace.

Whenever I remembered him,

He only gave a tear in my eyes.

That was with my life,

As time passed, I missed his company.

He remained behind with those memories,

Whatever he ever gave me.

But still he would give me a voice from behind,

Forced to be lost in itself,

The more I go away from it,

Want to forget that,

The same he would come to me and say that

I’ll cover a lot from your life right now,

I’ll leave them only in your memory.

Because with every passing moment of time,

My scope will continue to grow,

And you won’t be able to do anything.

Whatever I have come to get,

I’ll take it from you.

Because as time goes on, it becomes mine,

And you won’t be able to do anything.

Because I am past,

Am with everyone.

And I’ll always knock in your memories,

Sometimes with tears in your eyes,

Sometimes with a smile on your face.

Published by Sushmasuman

I'm a nature loving person, do little writing, sketching, cooking & reading.

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