Living in the past

When you finally let go of the past, something better comes along. sunset 2I try my best not to cling

To ghosts buried in the past

Memories of bygone days often bring

Resentment that spirals down quite fast

Spinning out of control all at once

Settling in my mind, on the tip of my tongue

Accusations, insults in abundance

All of a sudden, at you are flung.

Then starts the digging by you and me

Together, we unearth misgivings in piles

Blind to what each other can see

We fight endlessly, words stretching for miles.

***

Why do we flog the horse that is dead

History is what happened yesterday

Details forgotten, we should move ahead

With our old errors to guide future ways.

Living in the future is no better solution

So let us live in the present instead

Let go of the past of our volition

Honor the essence, but bury the dead.

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7 thoughts on “Living in the past

  1. Too true. I like the progression of the poem it seems from the individual to what I interpreted as the couple, and to your moral of the story to live in the present. 🙂

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