The Past no longer exists..
The Future has yet to exist...
We are between two things that do not exist..
How long does it last
Before the future becomes the past
What is a circle..
Where does it start
Where does it end
Between the smoke grey night
And the phorsphorescent dawn
Memories of the past linger on..
They come like a train...
A sad refrain..
Sometimes they are the engine
Sometimes the caboose
Sometimes they just run wild
Like a Stallion on the loose
Where are we?
Where are we?
Chan
Even though it is not new, I love this contemplation, and really like the way you phrased it:
. I have yet to read your poems below, but will be
.
~ Lizzy
Welcome to the Forum, ChandlerThe Past no longer exists..
The Future has yet to exist...
We are between two things that do not exist..
How long does it last
Before the future becomes the past


~ Lizzy
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