No one cares about the past; I know I don’t
 
I’ve locked it away; threw away the keys
 
Got no use for it, be it now or evermore
 
I choose not to recall unpleasant memories!
 
I’ve loved, I gave it all; now I’ve lost
 
There are scars in my heart, no one ever sees
 
But I met someone else who brightens my days
 
Whose kisses, as soft as the morning breeze!
 
© F Aparici      08-26-2016

The fourth poem in my series of poems about the past...

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Mercedes Dembo
plus de 3 ans

Time takes everything so better to live the moment here and now. Thanks

Benjamin G. Sangalang
presque 4 ans

Made me reflect on a song that begins with the line "It's good to hope in silence...". Just yestersay I heard it. Thanks for sharing.

Francis
Francis
presque 4 ans

Thank you amigo

Charlotte B. Williams
presque 4 ans

You said you weren't finished writing about the past yet, but good for you've moved on now. We definately have to do that sometimes. I feel your pain Francis, so I'm glad for you.

Francis
Francis
presque 4 ans

Thanks for liking Charlotte.

Yes, I am not finished writing about the past - but not necessarily "my past". Most, if not all of my poems, are not about me. As a writer, I like putting myself in other people's shoes. I write in the first person, the feelings and emotions I express, would have been my own, if I were in the situation of the characters I write about..

Charlotte B. Williams
Charlotte B. Williams
presque 4 ans

@Francis: I see.

J Ann Crowder
presque 4 ans

So good for you! I liked this one.

Francis
Francis
presque 4 ans

Thank you Jenifer

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