The Past String

Everything scudded away,
The years moved on,
The time changed,
And the people evolved.

But he was transfixed,
Holding firmly to his past yearning,
Clanged close to his heart,
Still waiting,
For the miracle to happen.

For he had lost everything,
But hope.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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