The blowing wind of the moments gone wrong,

The slap of memories in the face of present,

And

The guest-visits of the long-gone people,

Drench her in pain…

 

Letting that past touch her now,

She ends up baffled in useless stuff…

Understanding is the key she needs,

She needs to understand that,

The times gone won’t return,

&

Can’t harm her present until she allows…

 

Capable of leaving the past powerless,

She isn’t aware of her mind’s true power…

Living in a beautiful present,

There is no fun of entertaining the painful past…

 

For God’s sake, she needs to get over it,

For she is more powerful than,

Anything and everything,

She truly thinks of as powerless…