Saturday, 3 September 2011

Over Remembering

Memories,
Like shards of broken glass
Glint under the moonlight
Of amber-stained recollection.

Verdant plains of a gumptious childhood,
Days frozen in carefree innocence.

Memories,
Bring a melancholic smile of reminiscence,
Or
Return to haunt in
Nightmares
That bleed into the day.

…

Scarring or sacred,
Bygone days affect me
Today
and seconds spent in useless contemplation today
Shall glint and haunt me tomorrow.

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