Echoes of the past


At times something that was ever before
Comes to life in your mind.
Even if it was very long time ago,
Time heals, but leaves scars to remind.

Your memory is like a ember.
Goes out or flare up - if you let.
Something need to remember,
But something need to forget.
What for to collect broken mirror?
All bygones now is covered with dust.
But why sometimes it's hurts to hear
Echoes of the past.

Everyone should know, how it's not sad -
The life sometimes has bitter smack.
Just remember - it's hard to go ahead
If you always are looking back.

Your memory is like a ember.
Goes out or flare up - if you let.
Something need to remember,
But something need to forget.
What for to collect broken mirror?
All bygones now is covered with dust.
But why sometimes it's hurts to hear
Echoes of the past.

Your past has died but your future is alive,
Just open the closed door.
The past is a lived part of your life
And not will return anymore.

Your memory is like a ember.
Goes out or flare up - if you let.
Something need to remember,
But something need to forget.
What for to collect broken mirror?
All bygones now is covered with dust.
But why sometimes it's hurts to hear
Echoes of the past.

In this world all passes and it will pass.
Will cicatrize wound, that bled.
But future sometime becomes the past.
And you again will regret.

Your memory is like a ember.
Goes out or flare up - if you let.
Something need to remember,
But something need to forget.
What for to collect broken mirror?
All bygones now is covered with dust.
But why sometimes it's hurts to hear
Echoes of the past.



Poetry by Black Knight
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Written on 2005-10-30 at 18:41

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fantastic write,the past is past , tomorrow is another day, I liked this poem you get a very well done from me,,Eddy
2005-10-31


Zoya Zaidi
"Your memory is like a ember.
Goes out or flare up - if you let.
Something need to remember,
But something need to forget.
What for to collect broken mirror?
All bygones now is covered with dust.
But why sometimes it's hurts to hear
Echoes of the past."
this refrain is a perfect piece of poetry!
As for bad memories, It is always good to store good & pleasent memories and send bad & unpleasant ones to the trash can, and keep clearing the trash bin frequently.
Moving on is the mantra!
2005-10-31