The Fresh Page
I’m writing my old memories in the fresh page
I can tell you how I miss being myself.
I am being myself in the fresh page, returning from the bygone years again
Yet, I have to look back
I said somewhere—“past is that lie we want to tell truth about.”
Well, I am telling you a truth
Like an old metaphor of the fresh page
My story is boldly written today in the memories of yesterday
Universal are the themes I have written in the past
I require a fresh start
Yet, I am not a liar because
I have a past which tells the truth
And the truth is the present.
I am not repeating any issues from the past, but my idea of the world has changed
Perhaps, it is also due to the truth from the past —
I inhabit a new world.
By Sushant Thapa
From: Nepal
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