That you don’t want me
To recall-
For all those memories
You want me to set free
From my stubborn hold-
For all the love, I thought, I had
In those yesterdays, with those memories…
You now offer me
A deal.
You promise me this:
That only in their redemption
and safe passage into the
Place they belong – the Past,
Will I find myself again;
And Love-
With you.
An offer I cannot refuse;
Stepping out of my past,
and into the circle of your love,
I am finally
Redeemed;
And captivated!
13 October, ’07
March 15, 2011 at 1:36 pm
Yet, it is tough to let that past go. Isn't it?? For love was then too. But how wonderful to be captivated once again :)Love it.
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March 15, 2011 at 4:40 pm
Shail, thank you :)Anu, read your lovely words on Disqus, but I do not know how to import it here, and it does not seem to show itself. 😦 Thanks for the note!
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March 15, 2011 at 4:43 pm
Is there any other way?than being a willing prey.Whatever anyone may sayI just love yesterday.A paradox, into the past by forgetting the past.And finally I could resist. Paul Mcartney's YESTERDAY.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwS_YDzxH3M&feature=related
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March 15, 2011 at 4:47 pm
Wonderful, perfect writing, though left me feeling a bit sad…
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March 15, 2011 at 5:01 pm
Govind, with love there little leewayYou're in yesterday, and todayWondering if there is a middle wayFinding, to utter desperation, oneself prey!Thanks, and yes, a paradox that is. Most things one tries to resolve, in life somehow, are. Love that Beatles' song. And this one, by the Carpenters!Aayushi, thanks so much 🙂
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