A poem is...

II- I Should

II

To be there in that moment

To play with fanciful thoughts and imagines

Then to make them tangible

                         – Ugly

                                  – Beautiful

Hap

pen

ings

To make hazy dreams of the future

Into vivid colours of the present

Into lingering scents of the past

Ah,

But why?

But why else!

To live –

To feel alive.

Only if it is done

Only if it is gone and it is felt

Once the hindsight is clear

Be it a past that

In your heart

You will forever chase -

Will be engraved

                                                                      or

You wish to bury and burn -

Remove every trace

Can you answer why.