Past Poems
The Present
by Rahul Ranaganath
We all know the path
which had come across.
We live in the present
by the promises of future
and lessons of the past,
If the lessons are weak and
the promises mean to break
The Present has no meaning.
Here is the question
What are you gonna learn
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Nostalgia
by Xia Sava
Nostalgia is a lighthouse
shining its light for new ships
Nostalgia enjoys what is,
no desire for things to change,
but ere long, Nostalgia watches
as the ships sail away
so Nostalgia waits
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Beyond the Past
by Aloo Denish Obiero
The past is a lesson, not a prison,
The past is a mentor, not a captor.
The past is a tale, not a jail,
The past is a page, not a cage.
The past is a foundation, not a stagnation,
The past is a phase, not a maze.
The past is a guide, not a slide,
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Yesteryear
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
A superb time,
A long ago nursery rhyme,
Distant bells chime,
Grassy hills to climb.
Grandfather's clock,
The crowing of the cock,
Doors they didn't lock,
A lady's smock.
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Who am I?
by Roxana Darvish
Do I know who i am? Do I dare to dive deep?
Am I just a troubled soul? If I die, would they weep?
Innocent and young i was;
that, I know for sure
Unholy i have become, heavy guilt has made me sore
Have dreamed of a thief,
I believe he stole my life
He took it, sold it
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Nostalgia
by Xia Sava
Nostalgia is a lighthouse
shining its light for new ships
Nostalgia enjoys what is,
no desire for things to change,
but ere long, Nostalgia watches
as the ships sail away
so Nostalgia waits
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Beyond the Past
by Aloo Denish Obiero
The past is a lesson, not a prison,
The past is a mentor, not a captor.
The past is a tale, not a jail,
The past is a page, not a cage.
The past is a foundation, not a stagnation,
The past is a phase, not a maze.
The past is a guide, not a slide,
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Was it Worth it
by Ella S
Starting something new
is a bit scary at first.
It's not the beginning that's hard,
but seeing it the whole way through.
Sometimes we make it to the end.
Sometimes we don't.
If we do make it through,
it makes us feel good.
A sense of joy when we look back
at what we accomplished.
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The Pully
by Arvin Dassad
Don't let tomorrow forget who brought it today,
It should be thankful,
after all today is a gift,
as it is forever memorialized as the present,
Every moment passes,
standing on the laurels of quarrels,
no,
dismay,
yet its pockets weigh heavy,
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Us to me
by Supriya Yadav
Yes I'm immature
But I truly loved
Yes I behave childish
But never played with feelings
You said we never met
But I remember those shitt of street
Yes you never loved me
But I remember your window words
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