Thursday, 21 February 2013

Tracing Footsteps




Tracing footsteps through thick dust,
A glimpse of memory of the past,
A broken chain a broken trust,
Promised love that just wouldn't last.






Remember those words I said to you,
Of things we knew too good to be true,
'Once upon a time' it meant much more,
But alas you left through that open door.






Looking back at those times we had, 
Of those things then we used to share,
Till now just being able to bear a smile,
Deep down though it was all worthwhile.






A fresh breather, a change of heart,
Things came together and fell apart,
I'd cry a river-full of tears and blood,
Of those fairy-tales now nothing but old art.






Should I ever tread on those forgotten steps,
Be it happy ones or be it sad,
A wide smile with an open heart,
My life complete with you once a part.








Signing out:

Nickel Low CJ

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