Dust of pastA Poem by Atharva
The dust of past is just like rust
feels warm when it forms layer feels good that something is holding us like warm bedsheet in winters yet dust may cause unreasoned trouble when layer erodes, goes away, you are exposed to new rust, new wound. The rust degrades and destroys you deforms you, and defines you as unwanted rusted but for we humans don't rust but form stones of dust and from those stones we form castles of solitude whose gates are never open to others. Some choose to forget the dust and let it form desert desert more hotter than earthly like lost, we lose soul by forgetting it, like thirsty, we seek the hidden hope. The dust of past is just like rust, which binds us to earth, binds us to present for who was i in past made who am i for dust of past when become ash, it contains emotion for it is what god need to create your physical self from ashes, and your identity from dust of past.
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Added on May 3, 2018 Last Updated on May 3, 2018 |