THE DEBATING TIME

I was sitting on the edge of tomorrow..

when suddenly yesterday cried:" did you forget me? broke all the promises and cut all ties? Why are you moving away, how can you leave the one that made you bright and wise?

I went in total silence, but inside me something wanted to break out loud, as I don't want to be stuck living inside the past.

I can't take all the pain I shared with yesterday, while enjoying the mysteries that were promised to me by tomorrow.

The joys of the unknown, made my thirst to the springs of knowledge like never before.

My curiosity is pushing me to forget yesterday, and remember my love to explore.

I shouted out loud:" Stop! I don't want to listen to you, you always walk away and leave my heart in war.

I am no longer my old self. Stop playing games on me and convince me to never ignore".

A voice in my head started preaching, the forgotten song of yesterday:

Yesterday was always on your side

you kept holding on it so tight...

It taught you how to avoid the bad

and feel the pleasures of the right

have you forgotten the love past night?

when the sky used to blush,

leaving sunsets for every poem you write?

If you want to leave... go

but remember..

memories won't play without the light.

Those images that spark in your inner sight

flashing so fast and bright..

of days when you were a knight

riding horses of the past,

crossing all fields of sky.. Trying to be rebellious

ignoring the dangers of all heights

why are you leaving..?

have you thought what fires you will ignite?

why are you breaking promises,

treasured by your loyalty to the rite?

Yesterday broke in the middle of the voice: " Now you want to leave all what we built together? your empire and all your treasure?"

"How many times you fell apart and I was able to fix you and straighten your measure?

my last words for you... forget tomorrow, choose me as your one true successor."

Darkness has spread, while I was in total silence of myself. Have you tried before to mute that voice in your head? I have tried too, many times but kept lying to myself...

The time came, for silence to dissolve. For the Now to speak words of wisdom and save me from the chains of the past, tightened by the beautiful memories, and the social locks.

The Now :" I am the balance of the way, the not so black or white but rather in the middle, the color near grey.

I was present all the time, in past future and today.

In every moment and second, my concept never failed to be present.

Your past self is still yours now, floating in your deep unseen vessels.

There is no time for yesterday...

There is no time in yesterday..

There is no tomorrow in yesterday,

there is only me.

I am the only time for you.

So be ready before I run out fast

Be strong, and break the locks of the past,

and don't be haunted by the bleeding ghost of whirling clocks that passed."

Written by Hassan Ismail

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