Poems, Stories

The arch

*//the forlorn arched entrance,
still awaited the sight,
of her beloved, children,
who crossed over,
the threshold one day,
and never returned.
she kept thinking,
with the passage of time,
past would perch,
on her pillars again,
however, in her remembrance,
she had forgotten,
it was only the forgotten eras,
that belonged to her,
for future had besieged,
her children,
and left her behind,
to separate and accept,
the truth.//*

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