Saturday, October 11, 2014

#92

Into the oblivion.

Speeding past memories
Old alleys
That moss clad window pane
The laughter lane
Innocent banter
The 'parrot house' tree
Yesterday tries to seize me.
I evade.

Its time to go.



3 comments:

AVY said...

It's always time to go.

/Avy

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divsi said...

true:)

The Solitary Writer said...

This is too good :) Amazed at your poetry writing skills!