Time flies by, as does the memories.
Moments taken forgranted more numerous than breaths.
Each smile given, tear that had fallen
precious, unnoticed gifts of the past.
Day by day, dreams are not guaranteed
silent prayers that should have been spoken.
Tragedy, the darker lining of elation’s clouds
combines all the ‘nevers’ and the beeps
of all the nightmares and won’t-happen-to-me’s.
To say you’ve realised, learned, apologized
doesn’t lessen the pain of ignorance.
Time, irreversible, knows no forgiveness.
Moments flash by, quicker than the minutes,
memories remain scars emblazoned
upon the hearts of all whom knew you.