Unspoken Melodies: Poems That Sing

Moving On

You can't start the next chapter if you keep reading the previous one
These words rang true, yet I was paralyzed, unable to run
For the past held a grip so tight, it refused to let me be
A prisoner of my own memory, a chained soul, unable to break free

I poured over my diary, the one I kept for so long
Flicking through the pages, reading each word, I longed
To go back, to relive every moment, to bask in the glory
Of all the happiness and joy, the beginning of my story

But as I read on, the ink seemed to bleed and smear
The laughter and smiles turned into pain and tears
The memories became a trigger, a torment to my soul
And I realized it was time to let go, to relinquish control

So, with trembling hands and tears in my eyes
I picked up the pen and began to write
Filling the blank pages with new stories to unfold
Inking away the past, releasing its hold

It was hard at first, to turn a blind eye
To all that had happened, all those times I had cried
But with each stroke, the pain started to dull
And the weight in my heart seemed to lift, ever so small

I learned to face my fears, to let go of regrets
To live in the moment, to leave the past where it was set
I met new people, explored new lands
And with each new experience, grew and expanded

I tasted new foods, danced in foreign streets
I climbed mountains, I swam in salty seas
I laughed till it hurt, sang out of tune
I lived my life, made every moment count, didn't leave anything behind, didn't leave anything to prove.

Now the pen is my weapon, the blank page my canvas
I paint away my struggles, my triumphs, my sadness
I write for the future, I write for today
I write for the one person who needs to hear what I say

So let the past be the past, leave it where it is
Turn the page, start anew, with a grin on your lips
The next chapter is waiting, a fresh start, a chance
To live your best life, to dance, to love, to enhance

For you can't start the next chapter if you keep reading the previous one
So take a deep breath, close the book, the journey's begun
You are the creator, the author of your own tale
So write it well my friend, make it a best seller, a beautiful kaleidoscope of colors, brave and unafraid to sail.