Past My Lumen Poem by Aftab Alam

Past My Lumen

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My past has became raisin,
Once it was pulpy grapes,
Sweet and sour mixed; dried,
Now seems so tasty; my pride,

I am enjoying with yesteryear's pain,
Enough it gave to me, made me human,
My poems are what; that's the gain,
I look back and write- past my lumen,

Saturday, October 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: pastoral
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Md Asadullah 18 October 2014

Nostalgia I guess, but let me tell you, your past makes you write great poems

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