We don't remember The past clearly It is coated In rose-tinted glasses With hues of hindsight -Kel Dayheart
Rusted
Blood of my enemies run red On the cobblestone road
Close Relations
There is some distant, slight resemblance That shines through despite the years Etching its way onto your countenance For the world to see If it only looks that deep -Kel Dayheart
No Background
I write so much On topics that I Can't even begin To describe Especially as I have No basis For my prose -Kel Dayheart
Rosy
Nostalgic Almost tragic In the way He longs For a past That he looks at With rose-tinted glasses -Kel Dayheart
Quote of the Week #29
"You can't go back and change the beginning but you can start where you are and change the ending." -C. S. Lewis I like how this motivates me. A lot of the time, I feel, stopped by my past mistakes and forget that it's the future that matters now. -Kel Dayheart
Losing Time
She looked wistfully into the distance Thinking of dreams long lost To the stream of time She lost herself to the past -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #63
Hindsight, retelling Of the facts we were blind to As it came to pass
Unrelatable
In centuries past There was once upon a time So unlike ours That we can no longer relate Even as we romanticize Its history So we may try To understand -Kel Dayheart
Turn to Dust
Bones creak and break And life wears away
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