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Poetic Prose



Yesterday was just a memory
It slide so fast
And it’s now just a past

What a waste if there is no take away
History are made this way
We try to learn any way

Time just move so fast
If you don’t plan you lose your path
Worse of all is to cry over your past

Nothing travel the past
Except memories of the past
Day by day will past

Yesterday no more
Replicate it more
For tomorrow I ask some more


This poem was written in the memory of yesterday. It was written in the early morning with many thoughts of yesterday happenings. Thinking how it past so fast.


About Haim Razat

A Thinker. A Writer. A Journey.


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