BYGONES

“ O how many bygones
Still recall
Recollections of killed hope
Still agonise
On the bank of the river of tears.

O how many feelings
Doomed to fall
A shallowness we cope
With. For years to rise
In the depth of fears.

I will tell this with woe
When a lover turns a foe.
I shall recall
The bird and its fall
For years to come.

O how many bygones
To thy heart a burden
Till death keep us apart
Giving truth a start
And remorse a pool of tears. ‘’