The past lays broken into pieces,
the line of debris reaches from then till now.
There´s no retreat to sweep up this mess
of shattered dreams and crushed hopes.
Survey the shards behind you,what do you see?
Some look smooth and shiny,
they could easily be put back together.
Others razor sharp, they cut you to the bone.
Pulverised under foot the sands of time
whip up a storm, stinging your cheeks
parched and dry, evaporating tears can no longer fall.
As the storm subsides a thick layer of dust comes to rest.
You are here.
Say a prayer. There´s no going back.
I don´t know where this came from
As a silent scream ... beautifully described.
It came from the heart.
good poem, great second line.
Time is unforgiving, time is unstoppable... Amazing poem!! Very great
The last two lines are like a sharp shock and make great impact. It's like watching a film that features oneself and thinking perhaps this is not real. Hoping it isn't real. Then reality hits you saying 'You are here. Say a prayer. There is no going back.'
That´s true, sometimes you wonder how all these things could have happened but they are over and done, you got through and there is no way to go back. Thanks Shelley and for the
I love this! (^w^)