The past beats inside me like a second heart.
― John Banville, The Sea
Good times, when they are gone
Leave a sweet taste behind
Alive still, still in my heart
Like a story in rewind
Collapsed bridge long back
Gone days never come back
Little of me still attached
Those voices and sounds
Little of me still cares
If things are still around
Fossilized memories
Unwashed imprints
They remain, always
A good kind of pain
World is in flux
Always changing
Life evolves
Memories not.
Memories do stay but life can go many a different way
ReplyDeleteI am like that I live in my meories because those were the good days
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Such beautiful expressions...great poem here!
ReplyDeleteFossilized memories, I really like that image.
ReplyDeleteTrue, good memories stay forever, there is that kind of fuzzy feeling left when we revisit them
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