"A past i hate to look back
A future i fear to think about" -
There ,beneath the cot lies a
helpless little soul.
Dark past with grey webs
designed .. hanging down
covering its sheen ..
A future that looks so hollow
within that deep dark tunnel
All the time his memories,
rewind bringing in those
crimson dark moments ;
which are etched in stained
Welling up eyes yet with a
simple smile painting his lips.
The mind swirls like a fast forward tape
to see what lies beneath his dreams ..
but all what comes is an empty tape
waiting to be written .....
Or is it already done, but invisible?
He wakes up to the present
with the beauty of the nature welcoming him
for a day to be bright as the sun.
He realises what went earlier was just a
to hold close and not let loose
for every memory is a colour that paints
bright in his canvas of life !
He knows what is to come is a dream
and that will hold good for ;
what he thinks is what reflects in the tape ..
Smiling he woke up to start a new day ...
Embracing his memories,
cherishing his dreams
He walks down the path to leave
his footprints in the sands of time !