-Beyond The Past-

By sTr8-jAcKeT

I can still remember, a time that's long gone by,
When I was young and still had tears, left to shed & cry.
Memories are nothing more, than one-way mirrored glass,
A chance to view a happy time, lost somewhere in the past.

Before we grew into adults, the world was ours alone,
Before the hardships of our lives, turned parts of hearts to stone.
And those of use who truly lived for each second being free,
The cold night air had blinded us, from the sorrows we now see.

Even now we walk among the faceless people just like you,
You'll never know the breed we bleed, you'll never have a clue.
For we have had to carry on, to abandon things we've had,
And over time it strengthened us, casting down upon the sad.

But even now I can still feel those winds across my face,
Sitting beneath with knees to chest, the bridge where trains would race.
And gazing out across the roads, that led to skies of grey,
Observing those who went along, never thinking of thier way.

Far & few we still exist, distancing ourselves from others,
Deceiving those we do not know, to treat as if our brothers.
And as the years begin to pass, we're trapped within a lair,
We built this maze but try to change, for we have all lost prayer.

And if you were to ask us now, of how we truly feel inside,
You'd see we speak of truth and no longer must we hide.
We still take life with grains of salt, but now we bear a smile,
It isn't pure and isn't fake, but rather proof of something wild.

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®opy©ight 2011 -sTr8-jAcKeT-
Published on Sunday, October 23, 2011.     Filed under: "Philosophical" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Something deep I felt writing about two years ago. After a blizzard, was stranded indoors in the mountains and deer passing through my yard under the grey skies.
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  • 10 Forty Three On Thursday, March 28, 2019, 10 Forty Three (548)By person wrote:

    This is definitely one of your more raw and vulnerable pieces. I know you explained in the Author's Note about when you wrote this but the line, "Deceiving those we do not know, to treat as if our brothers" makes me think of someone who is in the military, far away from home. A soldier reminiscing about easier times and having to hide how he truly feels inside around strangers who are in the same position as him. Beautiful. - 10

  • SolApathy On Wednesday, December 5, 2018, SolApathy (645)By person wrote:

    ...The winds across my face feel alien in this familiar place -- Feelings long ago left my soul, yet I still feel the wind blow...cold. A graphic write of intense feeling, and how life is transformative by nature. A great read--I think I'll hold onto this one.

  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Wednesday, December 5, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT (711)By person wrote:

    Aye, loved the sub-write there btw. Thank you for reflection.

  • A former member wrote: Nice poem, moving and deep.

  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Wednesday, November 28, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT (711)By person wrote:

    Thank you.

  • CharlottesWeb On Sunday, October 23, 2011, CharlottesWeb (509)By person wrote:

    Such an epic series of novels could be written on the many subjects you just touched on and wrapped together with such gentle finesse. I crave novelty in expression, style and content.....this hit all three. I am not on dp often, and usually choose to spend my time catching up on my "favorites" poetry. I am happy to have taken the risk and read one of your pieces. While my opinion should not mean much, I gotta say.....I love this.

  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Monday, October 24, 2011, sTr8-jAcKeT (711)By person wrote:

    I feel humbled and thanks alot boss, I appreciate that very much. Can't wait to check out some of your material tonight. Thanks again Web.

  • whisperingwalls On Sunday, October 23, 2011, whisperingwalls (216)By person wrote:

    Right down man, I normally do my best work baked out of my dome. I enjoyed this from beggining to end.. Starting to see you`re quite a wizard with metaphors: Memories are nothing more, than one-way mirrored glass... Beautiful description.. A couple of the rhymes seemed a little simplistic compared to your other works, but that probably has to do with being written in the past... Nicely done again, you have talent.

  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Sunday, October 23, 2011, sTr8-jAcKeT (711)By person wrote:

    I don't even know how to take all that in. Thanks for those words my friend. Can't wait to check out everyone's work on here.

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