Ghosts of Past

 

I recall when

there were times;

I walked miles –

wearing big smiles

of having togetherness,

leaving behind tears

of brutal loneliness.

I recall when

there were times;

I glimpsed at –

myself in mirrors

of self worth;

praising, trying to

fill empty ego.

I recall when

there were times;

I had false –

pride of sense

ignoring to learn

from mistakes, others,

advancing my self.

I today evoke

there are times;

I fear of –

unknown old ghosts

inching toward me -

to clutch,

to throw,

to dump,

in –

graves of past.