Haunt Of The Past Poem by titilayo sunday
Haunt Of The Past
Forget the past and move on
My soul keeps craving to press on!
But the spirit of the past
still haunts me
Can't i wait to ask
What it wants?
The dim light of the night
Taking along the shadows of delight
Weeping across the brim of relieve
Feasting ahead the tip to reveal
Hold tight the neck of hope
To quest from it why it haunts
Maybe the answer to the present
The question for the future
Absolutely true and i agreed to that. we all have got a past that haunts often times we tried to forget but it wouldn't just go without resurfacing in most cases clashes with the quest for a better future.
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4/15/2024 9:02:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Encouragement to move on. The past is past. Splendid.