Memories and Dust

It's a symbolic poem about a person caught up in cobwebs of the past

Photos strewn across cluttered tables
An old scrapbook bursting at its seams
Memories bind me, constricting cables
Reminders of another world and old dreams!

Shards of glass scattered on the floor
Tiptoeing, careful, lest a splinter cut me
I know they should lay there no more!
Yet here I am, unable to break free.

Reading once and several times again
I should stop and start writing now
To change the past would be in vain
On a fresh page I have to pen somehow.

Sweep away the broken glass, I must
Crisp new whiteness I have to embrace
Clear away the memories and dust
New words my pen shall trace!

Reviews

[cycy]

this is a very beautiful poem about holding on to the past. well written indeed. i can totally relate cos for a while now I've also been holding onto certain aspects of my past and i know its totally unhealthy and hinders future progress but nothing ever exceeds that comforting feeling of whats familiar, and though the shards are dangerous they also give you a reflection and slight peak of what used to be which is a great part of the present. all in all it is very hard to let go and move on but ultimately holding on usually hurts more. i loved your poem dear. thanks for sharing. xo.C

[onelostsoul]

Thank you so much cycy. Yes i know how much holding on hurts, let's hope i move on too :)