Graves Of Past Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Graves Of Past
Let resting ghosts buried be
In dark alleys of oblivion,
Of bitter taste and none
Your past is like a dead sea.
Why dig open the graves of past?
—Of painful memories lay,
Of a forgotten yesterday—
Not but grey shadows half mast
They’d cast upon a promising today;
Let resting ghosts, buried, decay.
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- Musings | 09.09.14 |
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5/7/2024 12:02:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The past is like a dead sea! ! ! Alas! Alas! Facing the works of the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
There is a saying with us: a river's origin, a saintly man's ancestry, a woman's past, and the like better buried be. Thanks for visiting this dear EKL.