The past Poems
The love after you
by Sworup Ghimire
The love and game astry,
Heartache and sorrow here to stay
Memories of you still linger on
But now I stand here all alone
The laughter and love we shared
The promises we made and dared
To keep forever in our heart
But now our love forever parts
......
The past we can't dislodge
by Peter Dr Lim
The past so often
roars, seldom whispers
too pent up and ferocious
its doors it doesn't close
much has to do
with hurt and blame
it acts in nemesis
and calls you a bad name
......
Haunted
by Richard Randolph
Wise men advise us to not look back, and that makes sense,
because whether our memories are happy or sad,
they cannot be changed or undone.
But the past is always there
whether we acknowledge it or not,
ready to haunt us at the mention of a name,
or in the wee hours of the night
when darkness makes time disappear
and the past reawakens in our minds.
......
Memories Fade
by Richard Randolph
Memories fade,
like paintings on a wall,
the images still exist
but the luster not at all.
I try to recall an old song,
but the words are now unclear.
The melody I once loved,
I can no longer hear.
......
It used to be
by Ravi Hultin
Can't imagine a world without you
But losing memory of the one with
Know that I need you
But can't remember why
A page in our history
Or for always a memory
The past we can't dislodge
by Peter Dr Lim
The past so often
roars, seldom whispers
too pent up and ferocious
its doors it doesn't close
much has to do
with hurt and blame
it acts in nemesis
and calls you a bad name
......
The love after you
by Sworup Ghimire
The love and game astry,
Heartache and sorrow here to stay
Memories of you still linger on
But now I stand here all alone
The laughter and love we shared
The promises we made and dared
To keep forever in our heart
But now our love forever parts
......
Memories Fade
by Richard Randolph
Memories fade,
like paintings on a wall,
the images still exist
but the luster not at all.
I try to recall an old song,
but the words are now unclear.
The melody I once loved,
I can no longer hear.
......
Haunted
by Richard Randolph
Wise men advise us to not look back, and that makes sense,
because whether our memories are happy or sad,
they cannot be changed or undone.
But the past is always there
whether we acknowledge it or not,
ready to haunt us at the mention of a name,
or in the wee hours of the night
when darkness makes time disappear
and the past reawakens in our minds.
......
It used to be
by Ravi Hultin
Can't imagine a world without you
But losing memory of the one with
Know that I need you
But can't remember why
A page in our history
Or for always a memory
