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Poignant philosophical rendition set aside for sober reflection. An insightful creation written with clarity of thought and mind. Very powerful indeed. Thanks for sharing Nina.
as the fire slowly disappears like the fading memories Tomorrow gets into the layers of the past. but some memories live in you vividly... thank u dear poetess. a fine poem. tony
Welcome. Nina, a good poem. Time goes into the past each millisecond. We cannot therefore identify what we call the present. The future doesn't, therefore, exist as we always live in the past. I have written poems on this.As we only exist because of our mind all that happens to us during life is stored in our electric-chemical memories.That is the PAST.
Dear Nina, such a profound poem.....10++++