We take the best of the past and move forward. - Michelle Liew
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In the halls of yesteryear
Where memories are a constant guest
And thick coats of regret on the walls
I dust all corners
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I gather the specks of unkept vows,
Dust away the long, lost hours
Blunt the edges of neglected dreams.
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The hand touches twelve
I drift forth
Into the halls of tomorrow
With embers that shine
On yesterday’s truth
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (4)
Beautiful and powerful poem! Great job.
Oh wow, this was soooo profound! Well done!
Yes! Cleansing and renaissance. Loved this, Michelle!
It feels like a quiet yet determined act of moving forward with lessons and light. The transition into tomorrow with "embers that shine" is such a hopeful ending. Lovely work!