Our past we can't recapture,
It's over and it's done,
No way to recover time,
All those days are gone.
No amount of coloring,
Painting with brighter hue,
Can change the way things happened,
No way to make it true.
No use fretting over,
Regretting bygone days,
No need to get entangled,
In memories purple's haze.
Or caught up in unraveling,
Of hoping things we could do,
Things that didn't go the way,
That we would want them to.
The future is uncertain,
No way for us to see,
The thing's tomorrow's holding,
For you, or for me.
Now is what's obtainable,
Just moments here to share,
The future comes so quickly,
Unseen but waiting there.
Seize the present moments,
Grab all we can contain,
The future is elusive,
The past we cannot change.
JE LEEST
Poems (English/Dutch)
SpiritualI might have erased your texts, But I will never forget what you wrote. We might have stopped talking, But I will never forget your voice. We might have stopped hugging, But I will never forget how you smell. Anything we did, I will never forget. F...
