Sunday, December 30, 2012

A Poem Sans Sense

Neither the past nor the future..
the bliss is here in the present..
sayeth so all the wise men..
but none explained how to make it happen..

If memories did not exist..
wouldn't the world be better..
would it not be helpful..
if there was no sense of future..

For I would then forget..
and you won't have to remember..
the beauty of the present..
was all we could have had when togther