Poetry: Fires of Yesterday

By Monica C. Voskamp

Standing at the edge of today

You look around with disbelief and disdain

The house has burned to black ashes now

Only distant memories run and around and play.

Standing in the midst of those memories

You look and around, pause and contemplate

The years have spit out flames of evil and hate

Till finally, predictably, they burned down the whole place.

Standing in the rawest part of your soul

You look around, grieve and weep uncontrolled

The love you gave has been torched and burned alive

Nothing is left of those years but regrets and wasted time.

Standing with the past, the present and future days

You bear old scars and determine with resolve and brave

The fires of yesterday are gone, with only you to remain.

You left to build your castle of dreams and good

You left to build the beauty you’ve longed to give

You left to build the cause you’ve been fighting for.

You’re free, standing strong now

The ashes have been swept away.

The fires of yesterday are no more,

The castle of your dreams awaits.

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

*Photo Credit: Photo by Cederic X on Unsplash

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