March To Past

I need to march to the past Where no mystery prevails There in that beautiful backyard I need breathe that I lost There the shadows may mourn But in that garden I can fetch what I lost Its feathers are known As I am the wings of that soar All that adores are concealed Yet the bouquet is still on my pave There the smear is still apparent My shadows rest in that vegetation As still I get that aroma Present is so mystic today Even my future is not yet carved But my past written in my heart As I breathed it before I need to rest on its lap As I adore it more than anything Though I mourn in my past It was just an illusion Long ways are about to come But I love to live in my past As it's the only thing that known! ! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.