I hear a song that brings back time,
Again hence another set of ryhmes.
Even though the song I may not like,
Brings me back to days I rode a bike.
Memories that should be faded,
Some just too damn tainted.
Time travels just too damn fast,
Before you know it, its all in the past.
So someone tell me why I keep heraing this song,
I can't let go of all the wrong.
Maybe that's why it hurts to hear these lyrics,
Maybe that's why I always fear it.
Hearing the song, memories never forgotten,
I need to forget, just too rotten.
Leave the song and memory behind,
Leave it in someone else mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Leave it on someone else mind! What an imagination!