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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