In the glimpses of the past,
I see reflections of happy life,
The nest we built together,
sits empty as the love bird flew away.
I dwell in past to find my lost love,
scrutinize my actions, finding my faults,
Try to lure my love. with no hope at all,
With heavy heart, I find dwelling in past is more pain to endure.
Heart seeks attention and a lover to find peace,
dreams of future love to fulfill the void,
In the past, I thought, I acted, I created my destiny,
The future seems to be just a wishful thought.
The present is the place where I live,
concentrate my mind on acts I do,
forget the past, don't dream of future,
try to rebuild my empty nest and new destiny.
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