Going Over And Over Poem by Prachi Agrawal

It’s not easy to move ahead
With the black clouds of memories
But so many years have passed away
When we had to make our separate ways.

Whenever I look behind
I can see those golden times
Laughing and playing in the sand
Living in a world of delusion.

Never thought we’d be apart
Not to meet again
Never thought we’d be a part
Of this fateful game.

When you were waving me goodbye
Then it was so hard for me to survive
The tears kept on pushing from inside
Somehow I carried on with my life.

I tried to win it over
Neither succeeded
Nor defeated
I am going over and over.