Past Poem by Sarvesh Kulkarni
Past
The archaic tombstones
Of my past,
With their encrypted belongings
Of eternal being,
In the ghostly corridors
Lit by uncertain perception,
Come to life, newly again,
in this present of mine.
And flaunt my being
With the multifariousness
Of their varied becomings…
Of the same old reality.
most times we live only in the past and assume we enjoy our present!
yes; we always live in the regrets of our past deeds...often haunting...a truth very beautifully poetized...good write, Sarvesh...10
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5/5/2024 10:48:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Like wheeling forward the Past…excellent treat Ten++ Ms. Nivedita UK