Memories on the trot..............

Because of what I thought you were,
                     and what you were not,
My memories of you refuse to blur,
                              and refuse to rot,
& my efforts at blocking you out
                        all come to nought,
                       more often than not...

There was a lot of Love we thought,
                            ----- "A Lot"!!!
But it got caught
              in the spinning onslaught..

Holding hands, being there.......
All elements of a sweet fairytale plot,
With untruths, the mind was fraught.

A fine canvas got a messy big blot,
T'were differences between what the
Heart said and the brain thought....

Do we now "see" what actually happened,
                            and what ought?

Full Circle.....

Life comes back full circle, you know...
And you will reap, whatever you sow..

You'll always be right here, wherever and however far you go,
Making me feel better again, whenever I feel too low.

What you told me years ago,
More often than not, I hear exactly the same words echo...
I donno whether to classify it as deja view or a future dekko!

Sometimes, when i enter into a tunnel dark and narrow,
The Ghost of the Past, as I perceive it, descends upon me,
and I feel all Joy covered with deep Sorrow,

The Past comes nearer, beckons me... & Lo!
It says: "From our conversations, I will need some words to borrow,
I couldnt be your Yesterday, but dont worry, I'll be your Tomorrow........ "