Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2015
And we all like to compare the past with the here and now,
but there are only certain memories that we will allow.
Like how “remarkable” our childhoods used to be,
compared to adulthood now where “everything has turned to debris”.
As in a state of reminiscence we remember things in the most positive light
and in the greatest form so our memories of the past shine bright.
But we forget that nostalgia is a deceiver to you and me,
because nothing was ever as good as we like to remember them to be.
Shay
Written by
Shay  27/F
(27/F)   
809
   AB, SPT and Kaila Martin
Please log in to view and add comments on poems