The past Such a funny place to pay a visit Also a scaring Heaven travelling to it through pictures Through diaries Through experiences and conversations. Wondering if today is that future We were dreaming, Planning and sharing In the past.
An escortion to the past Take us to the tears Our unconguerd fears Promises shared Love felt Friends we have left Lessons failed to learn And those learned Mistakes made Heart breaks Joy that had faded Repented pain Smiles and broken fate Sicknesses won Our dead ones, our efforts couldn't save. The cheers, the quarrels Broken Commitments and understandings The peace, the unrest Sweet dreams, nightmares Snub, ego and abused meekness Hymns, dances and sadness Lies discovered, truth untold Folks turned foes, treasures sold Hatred bared, relationships mismanaged Sins forgiven And those too hard to be forgotten Loses and Crisis Celebration that had ended Glory that has been blinded That giant step That right choice The chance That luck A great victory records made, glorious history. The rise, the fall The frowns, the fun Dews and twinkling sun All in all Travelling to the past Is an adventure of mix feelings Sour and sweet memories Drilling and refreshing
Since it's where we are all coming from It's a place we can't foregone A place not too healthy to dwell But a place we should always go to learn.
This poem was inspired by my photo album.. Looking at the pictures of my old friends and family members these words started flowing in and I can go on and on.