Days were walking promptly into the realms of year <br />The picture of reality clouded but for me it’s err <br />I just wanted to reminisce the single moments <br />So, I may put a string of memories to ease my vehement <br /> <br />How I wish, I could stop the time for revival <br />And have time of sentiments, flash in empire state of rival <br />That I may have a great look in my past and present <br />And partnered with great laughs and lone tears ‘cause everything is decent <br /> <br />…smiles on each countenance… <br />In every achievements that have been achieved <br />…sparkling eyes of persevere… <br />In every obstacles that have been hurdled <br />…sweat like glitter on the air… <br />In every missions that have been accomplished <br />…dance of the dreamer… <br />In every dreams that have been reached <br /> <br />…tears randomly on each face… <br />In every depressions that are depressing <br />…supremacy of grief dominates… <br />In every losses that are aching <br />…staring at nowhere… <br />In every shortcomings that are bothering <br />…sad façade of faces… <br />In every fails that are disturbing <br /> <br />Those were real compartment of bliss, downs and success <br />That may never be turn to, that’s why, I’m a moment-obsess <br />I just want to cherish that moments for main reason <br />I have one life to experience such time, it is comparison<br /><br />Sheldon Allen Saluta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-jurisdiction-of-nostalgia/
