Hello, readers and dear Friends, this is my first article on your story. This is a short poem on thinking about our past, present and future. In serials, we often hear about someone's past but never understood it before. When I left my first job for the second one as a Chartered Accountant, I too developed an enormous past, which was one hell of a ride. This poem is written by me, thought to share it.
I want to break the shackles of past
To break the chains which engulf me
and move forward.
But doing it is never easy
All the efforts seem to be futile
Time by time, It reminds me of one hell of a ride
Times of joy, ecstasy, learning
Times of anxiety, confusion and sorrow
And challenging times
To be in Present is I want to be
I remind myself not to dwell on the past
I remind myself not to overthink of future
For what we have is present, loud and clear.
For what we have left is present, loud and clear
Stories by Rashmi Dalmia