Some memories make you smile,
and some make you cry,
some make you whole,
whilst others tie a knot.
In this world,
where blood filled glasses,
are mistaken for rose coloured ones,
we live in our past forgetting there is a future.
A future which is untold,
and has so many suprises.
We build relience on the past,
concluding that nothing can be resolved,
failing to keep in mind,
the one who designed this poisonous world,
which is so ammusing to our eyes,
has the artistry and power, to give us new beautiful memories.
Everything has a time and place,
and when it comes,
it will come abundently.
