Between Yesterday and Tomorrow

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Thoughts on Life

Yesterday is never forgotten.

It lies on dust-laced shelves

ready to be dressed in

fond remembrance,

a box shoved under

an unmade bed

where all my memories

have been neatly organized.  



Tomorrow is always anticipated.

It is hope suspended in air

where all I do is linger

patiently awaiting its arrival,

an expectant breeze

reached out for

but somehow it

relentlessly evades my grasp.

  

But yesterday’s nostalgia

and tomorrow’s promise

are split in half by

today’s sorrows.

This so-called present

packaged by Time:

the wreckage created

when past and future collide.

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shawon1982's picture

sometimes i feel like this. nice poem. hope you will see my poems too.
wish you best of luck.


Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon