I Can’t Bury the past

I can’ t bury the past

My mind keeps digging up

Relics of anguish

Every moment of pain

Every instant of strain.

 

I can’ t bury the past

My mind  keeps flashing

Memories of  grief

every moment of woe

 every  instant of sorrow .

I can ‘t bury the past

My mind still replays

all the sad  wordless tunes  

lurking;echoing

in the far recesses of my mind.  

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4 Responses

  1. Beautiful…I am not sure how aim missing all your poems? I don’t get them to my inbox!

  2. Beautiful verse, Wordwand

  3. The repeating opening line reinforces theme of the poem…how the past cannot be let go of….a fine verse IMHO.

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