The Past

he sat alone, he looked out,
the silence was loud,
it was deafening, it blared...
he didnt notice the passing cloud.

his gaze remained distant
thoughts ebbed and fell,
dark remained the skies above
nothing his face did tell

yet it told a story...
a story so long, so deep
it had left him alone, and forlorn
into the distant past, it was a peep

his book opened, it was the first chapter
and it was all hunky dory.
and then he remembered the days...
which changed his story

the silence was suddenly shattered,
by the noise of the past,
his past, that still remained...
it was here again, here to last.