Life has betrayed me
Past was filled with agony
Present is killing
and future is waiting! ! !
The past haunts my heart
You were a part of my past
You were a dream which wasn't meant to last!
I cry, I smile
Sometimes I do laugh for a while
Am not the same anymore
from the day you tore my soul! ! !
Am dead within you
But still you live within me
Such is life's irony....
Let the past bury it's past
Let the present bring a change
Let the future take over! ! ! !
Yesterday is history, future is mystery and today is a gift, hence it is called present. So one must utilize present in most rewarding manner, with utmost sincerity and hard work. A thought provoking poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
Yesterday is history, future is mystery and today is a gift, hence it is called present. So one must utilize present in most rewarding manner, with utmost sincerity and hard work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice end with positive thought