Past, Now, Present

Past, Now, Present

A Poem by Tenten

 


Past

Do you remember the innocence we one possessed

The long time ago when the world was new

That time that beauty could be anywhere

Within anyone that was alive

Because back then death did not exist

Back then broken hearts where not true

Back then the back yard was the world

The time when dreams ruled a child’s mind

Tell me can you remember that time

When innocence could still be found

 

The Now

With snow falls and heavy clouds

Cold days mixed to heavy music

Fast quick beat sweet slow voices

Innocence can be recalled to the soul

With simple looks strangers can see

What is no longer held inside

With a simple smile and change of words

A demon will believe that jaded does not exist

On days like these innocence can be recalled

Reclaimed in momentary sets of naivety

You may not remember but that is why

Others exists, to show that long time ago

 

 

Present

 

 

These days its not so hard to recall the no longer held

It is not a battle to find the smile

That deceives fools of lovers

On days like this the child is near by

Tears do not stain her cheeks she does not fear another’s touch

She does not fear all, only those unknown

And only those with that wicked master face

She is close and the pain of then does not haunt her alone

Share in that harm and allow a smile to dance

Even now there is not enough cruelty inside

To leaver her all alone

So on these days it is easy to reclaim that child

 

© 2008 Tenten


Author's Note

Tenten
Cp. 4:20PM Sat 12/08/07 �Sanctuary Hikki�s Remix� Ok Writing to Weather Flow, tired eyes, selfish but ok (Typed)

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Tenten
Tenten

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