Posted in Poetic Driblets

Forgotten 

  
The music grew boring 

Yet the lyrics remained fresh to mind.

At a time before 

They would have just drifted of into nothing.

But in this moment 

They hit hard 

And they hit deep.

Pictures from a distant past start flashing.

Forgotten emotions 

Blossomed again out of nothing.

All from things I thought were behind me.

Tee

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Poet |Fiction Writer |Wannabe Comedian |Food lover |African |Zimbwabean

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