In a kaleidoscopic world chips turn and fall
Rotating colors, changing beauty, a scrawl on memory's wall
Patterns emerge in a child's game
Each one different, never two the same
One can not return to what one has seen before
Turning time backwards past images will not restore
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: June 15th, 2026 03:32
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Comments2
Yes, "no road leads back to the past"
Thank you very much my friend for the review and understanding comment on this poem. It is deeply appreciated Soheil
You are welcome dear Soren.
what has been has gone, good write
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