IS IT GOING TO BE - HISTORY OR MYSTERYA Poem by CeriseA poem on the decision to be with the past or move on and look forwardThe path of past is a crooked one One of sorrow and immense pain I see nothing but my wrecked dreams The future is dim and I see no gain.... I walk into the stream of my distorted past blinded by my love and sweetness of all I learned a lot from the tumbles and fall Every time I felt I took the wrong call.... The memories I hold churn my within But my face doesn't show a freckle or scar The thoughts I behold are hard to keep Maybe it's time I took a huge leap.... The memories I hold are not silken to touch The pain I hold within my side acts as a crutch I have gone through hell; you don't want to judge I guess I have to let go of my twisted grudge.... Both the ways are befuddling or rather glassy eyed Should I go forward or stay with past, I feel tied For I wish to know; if my happiness will last It's time I decide what I shall do with my past..... The time has come for me to choose I look ahead with my chin held high There is no time for sorry or a goodbye Just look ahead and let the memories fly......
© 2014 CeriseAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCerisedubai, dubai, United Arab EmiratesAboutwords cant give an accurate detail of who i am or what i am..... more..Writing
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