April 7, 2013

So many words unspoken unheard,
Lost forever yet close to the heart,
Images gleam from the forgotten past,
Making me wonder how long the present will last.

Each is a mirage, it’ll disappear before you know,
Hidden is the truth seldom does it show,
One moment is all it takes to break,
What you’d formed putting yourself to stake.

The author's comments:
I found this poem in one of my poetry books. I wrote it when I was feeling down because of the past. Hope you like it.

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