Yearning for Home

The past is what forms you, it is the nows job to fix what needs to be fixed, and to prepare you for the future.

The only word that comes to mind

When you want to return back in time

Wanting what you have not

And I have desperately fought

Every move, a futile blow

No dent is made, no debt repaid

Here every moment moves slow

I will return to the shattered remains

I do all of this on a shred of hope

That what remains is still the same

The Now will wait for the process to cope

Because to it, this is just a trivial game

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A well written poem where the shreds of hope are in the now away from the shattered remains of the past.Bravo.....................