Centuries old
Nearly forgotten
Yet it lives on
And survives
Barely
Because one single person
Cared
About the long lost
Idea
Story
Love
Feeling
And brought it
Through the future
With them
Never letting go
Tightly clutching the idea
Of the past
Of their parents' parents
And they cling
To fragments of the past
These things serving no purpose
Yet comforting
Beyond measure
And one does not understand
Except for those
Clinging tightly
To the hand of yesterday
Never letting go
And giving a hand to these
After they
That live the same lives
Clinging
Thriving
On the ideals of yesterday
And dreams of the past
YOU ARE READING
Inside The Heart Of A Poet.
PoetryI decided to put on Wattpad all the poetry that I wrote down on napkins and on the back of my Algebra notes and in various notebooks. They are poems that I wrote with different inspirations. There is no specific theme or style. I hope you enjoy them...
