Future Awaits, Not the Past

[ℇlαᖇα]

During quiet hours, boredom crept,
Through my thoughts were kept.
With idle hands, I sought a tome,
A world of past, far from my home.

Dusty pages, tales of yore,
Kings and battles, myths galore.
Yet as I turned each yellowed leaf,
A breeze stirred—beyond belief.

Why dwell on pages of long-gone days,
When a vast future, bright and ablaze,
Stretches before me, a canvas wide,
Where dreams await, and hopes abide?

So I closed the book with a gentle sigh,
Living the present, letting time fly.
For history's lessons are not in vain,
But the future calls, its promise untamed.

ElarA

 

[Jack_v2]

During quiet hours, boredom crept,
Through my thoughts were kept.
With idle hands, I sought a tome,
A world of past, far from my home.

Dusty pages, tales of yore,
Kings and battles, myths galore.
Yet as I turned each yellowed leaf,
A breeze stirred—beyond belief.

Why dwell on pages of long-gone days,
When a vast future, bright and ablaze,
Stretches before me, a canvas wide,
Where dreams await, and hopes abide?

So I closed the book with a gentle sigh,
Living the present, letting time fly.
For history's lessons are not in vain,
But the future calls, its promise untamed.

ElarA

great which book is this?

 

[criss cross]

During quiet hours, boredom crept,
Through my thoughts were kept.
With idle hands, I sought a tome,
A world of past, far from my home.

Dusty pages, tales of yore,
Kings and battles, myths galore.
Yet as I turned each yellowed leaf,
A breeze stirred—beyond belief.

Why dwell on pages of long-gone days,
When a vast future, bright and ablaze,
Stretches before me, a canvas wide,
Where dreams await, and hopes abide?

So I closed the book with a gentle sigh,
Living the present, letting time fly.
For history's lessons are not in vain,
But the future calls, its promise untamed.

ElarA

That’s a beautiful poem, @Dakshinq. It captures the tension between the allure of the past and the excitement of the future.

 

[Anshhi]

During quiet hours, boredom crept,
Through my thoughts were kept.
With idle hands, I sought a tome,
A world of past, far from my home.

Dusty pages, tales of yore,
Kings and battles, myths galore.
Yet as I turned each yellowed leaf,
A breeze stirred—beyond belief.

Why dwell on pages of long-gone days,
When a vast future, bright and ablaze,
Stretches before me, a canvas wide,
Where dreams await, and hopes abide?

So I closed the book with a gentle sigh,
Living the present, letting time fly.
For history's lessons are not in vain,
But the future calls, its promise untamed.

ElarA

You are unstoppable!
*A_AICS

 

[OliviaRose]

During quiet hours, boredom crept,
Through my thoughts were kept.
With idle hands, I sought a tome,
A world of past, far from my home.

Dusty pages, tales of yore,
Kings and battles, myths galore.
Yet as I turned each yellowed leaf,
A breeze stirred—beyond belief.

Why dwell on pages of long-gone days,
When a vast future, bright and ablaze,
Stretches before me, a canvas wide,
Where dreams await, and hopes abide?

So I closed the book with a gentle sigh,
Living the present, letting time fly.
For history's lessons are not in vain,
But the future calls, its promise untamed.

ElarA

nicee

 

[Ashnaa]

I loved it! Never ruminate on the past

 

[Honey bunch]

During quiet hours, boredom crept,
Through my thoughts were kept.
With idle hands, I sought a tome,
A world of past, far from my home.

Dusty pages, tales of yore,
Kings and battles, myths galore.
Yet as I turned each yellowed leaf,
A breeze stirred—beyond belief.

Why dwell on pages of long-gone days,
When a vast future, bright and ablaze,
Stretches before me, a canvas wide,
Where dreams await, and hopes abide?

So I closed the book with a gentle sigh,
Living the present, letting time fly.
For history's lessons are not in vain,
But the future calls, its promise untamed.

ElarA

This poem beautifully contrasts the allure of the past with the promise of the future.

Nice one.​

 

[Honey bunch]

I can see only five pages of threads, not more than that.

Where do I search for your other threads, or should I just take a nap and hope they show up in my dreams? ​

 

[ℇlαᖇα]

I can see only five pages of threads, not more than that.

Where do I search for your other threads, or should I just take a nap and hope they show up in my dreams? ​

There is an option below, saying older threads (a tag), kick on it and you can get it, I guess Kaddu ji.......... I needa translate your Tamil threads to know the content lol.....

 

[Honey bunch]

There is an option below, saying older threads (a tag), kick on it and you can get it, I guess Kaddu ji.......... I needa translate your Tamil threads to know the content lol.....

Show me where is that tag exactly ( old threads )
How can I be unaware about that?? omg


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