All those times that we had fun
All those days when we're together
It meant like forever
But that's not just over
Glancing at those portraits
As they were capsules of time,
Myriad memories to reminisce
As we fondly forlorn...to them dearly with a molten heart
I find it incredible that the clock
somehow retards itself,
Seems like its paying tribute
to a part of our history
And out of that picture frame lies the world
we are bound to live in
the dynamic ordinary present.
Leading us to those invisible trails of the future
Which possess tangled veils of mysteries
But, yesterday is now gone
Just like a blissful daydream
Slipping out every second
Like the grains of sand falling softly
And All those times that we had fun
All those days when we're together
It meant like forever
Eternally forever, ever, and ever...
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My Poetry Collection
PoetryMy favorite pass time. I now have many of my own. Let me show you what real poetry means as you flip through the pages. So why not take a chance??? P.S: I can't believe this is blew up in just one day, but thank you for the love! (Duh, I still don't...
