Chasing Yesterday

Soul Poetry


in backwards motion,

trying breathlessly

to catch up

to what has passed me by,

what has left me standing

in tomorrow's shadow.

but those days

are long gone.

Now only memories

of mere visions

that grow fainter

with time's momentum.

There's no returning

to 'what has been'.

Yet still,

I travel backroads

that lead me nowhere

in vain attempt

to stay their course

once more.

Chasing yesterday

is futile

and only serves

to bring me,


right back to


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Nasr Kasrin's picture

I like this poem, I too am hopelessly trying to chase yesterday.