The Past Poem by Meng Lim Dr

The Past

The Past


Everyone is reminded

somehow of the past:

its vestiges return to roost

and it insists to last-


how insistent is its voice

not a moment will it blush:

memories erupt like wild waves

relentlessly how they rush!

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