A place (lost part III)

A place (lost part III)
In a place
of forgotten ambience
there stood a remembered effigy
with its features and angles sharp
bringing back moments
that were exiled by time

Etch in the walls of depths
reflecting the pain and gains
of forgotten sights
and remembered traumas

Of the remembered and forgotten
both of recorded existence
memories they are
it’s all they can be
a whisper more
it’s gone with the winds of time

Certainties are but tales in life
everything’s a lie until the moment comes
the truth’s reality
it’s but a moment long
that could leave us embracing
far more longer in lies than in truths

the past exiled by time
the future kept by time
the present is all it is

Washing away nostalgic sins
with the very hands that welcomed them in
breathing the air of frozen fire
that burns with no pain but fueled with sane
all in the flow of memories
that were once and no more

To end what was and what to be
thou need an open wound, an anguish cry
and that’s all it be

In a place
of ruins, sand and wind
there stood no effigy
only yellow walls and foot marks
of what was and not to be
of who and why that left it so
they’re only to be found in the spirals of time
that’s once upon and nevermore

I stand watching the walls
as foundation of what will be
of the once upon that will rise again

Sheers of light drew across the horizon
and I begin my work
in a place in an age
that will scar the pages of time