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The Past

The Past

With all the points of merit
my past wasn’t a colorful idyll.
Now that I pause and ponder,
I understand I wasn’t fair to life in general.

Having been submerged
in a misunderstood work ethic
I did myself an injustice, true.
Blindly walking into the corridors
of obligations to others and none to self,
I had, unawares let the tentacles of tension
messing with the best part of my youthful mind.

I, however, learnt not to let the discouraging
pages of the past dominate the scripting of my present.
Like new water replacing a muddy flow
My present, blooms with fresh perceptions,
realizing the value of reason and balance
in dealing with situations, events and emotions.
Experiencing the delights of being sensible,
my life takes a beneficent turn, thus justifying
the gift of life given to me by the Almighty God.


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Word Count: 137
Lines: 20
Topic :#4 Your Past Life
Written for "Poetry Topic Of the Month Contest" hosted by Sharmelle'sThankfulExpressions