It was once at the height of its power.
Soon forgotten.
A trailblazer, a chance at a new land.
Replaced by youth and innovation.
Nothing remains but
A warped picture long forgotten in a boiler room.
I will remember the past, it created me.
HIKE. BIKE. DRINK.
College Level Drinking, Elementary Level Writing
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
An introvert's guide to the human experience
I really like this.
Thank you.
Our past most certainly shapes us in many ways and leads us into the present and future. Beautifully written! Great job π
Look back to know where we are to move forward. Excellent post.
Hi Literarylandofalysia. Interesting. Thank you for calling by and liking my poem ‘Tess’. Best Wishes, The Foureyed Poet.
I love this! Thank you for liking my blog post Robert Frost Makes Life Decisions For Me⦠Sometimes.
Absolute truth!
Somehow sad but the way of life isn’t it?
Thanks for the ‘Like’ and a GREAT BIG THANKS for ‘Following’ my blog!
You are welcome, I noticed I had liked some of your other work so I figured following you only made sense.
π