The Past

Memories cant be wished away,
Happy, sad - Shades of grey,
Sticking on to every breath,
Till they smudge to icy death,
They turn they twist - they tear away,
Tears in the night, smiles in the day,

Slivers of laughter from the past,
Refresh my mind, But alas,
They're of moments long gone by,
Smile at it with a longing sigh.

Heartaches and mistakes, bitter to taste,
Parts of decisions made in a haste,
Would it be better this way than that?
Would memories change now? Be laughed at?

Snaps and snippets blow the horn,
Chugging trains of thought are born,
Flashes of the past frame the windows now,
Smiling at victories, crying for love,
Wishing to live some, Change some,
Yearning for some in things yet to come...

And so.. Memories need not be wished away,
They're Sunshine wrapped in clouds of grey.

Divs