The Realm of the Past..||

Drapes on Reality..
Ocean of Memories,
Questions- that aint sanguine..
A chain of Uncertainty!

Rappel down the cliff..
Of truth and discovery..
To uncover those facts,
Which led us to be sorry..

A silence- so rare
Chances over the edge..
Emotions- one cannot unveil;
Even if Love.. or Rage..

Flashes and glimpses..
Changing or stagnant,
Worthy or not worthy,

Still in a state-so rampant!

Connections..or none,
Links- with some..
Victory or Mystery-
From which, one can't run!

And then, there's 'Time'..
Unfolding truth and the coming disaster..
But how to skip that stone in life?
Something.. known as an "Impostor" ?

Right when its right..
The wrong chases you far,
A battle with one's own self..
Then who would win this war?

Exploring our own identity..
The innate idea of mind,
No future.. nor the present..
Just your life..on the rewind..

From what you were..
Till what you are..
Nothing remains constant..

With every passing second,in the clock-
From your own shadow-you get distant!

Where is the similarity?
And where is the parity?
To what you "once" used to be..
What's left there now- Is it hard to see?


In that rapid pace..
Everything goes away so fast..
Nothing prevails at that hour,
Just The Realm of the Past..||



-Irene S