─•~❉᯽❉~•─

❝ I walk down the memory lane, 

as I recall. 

Many years went in vain, 

due to the forbidden hall. 

It was a hall of the known, 

as time twists and turns there. 

Time often took the degrading throne, 

"This was a opportunity quite unfair." 

Alas, it all was in the past, 

something already written by Fate. 

I wish I wasn't the last, 

in this nightmarish state. 

A beem of light sprouted from my mind, 

as I stood quite shocked. 

" Did I go blind?",  

as I heard a familiar knock. ❞

─•~❉᯽❉~•─

Central Idea: The poem explores the tension between memory and fate, reflecting on past experiences that feel lost or wasted due to circumstances beyond the speaker's control. It captures a sense of nostalgia, regret, and a glimmer of hope amidst despair.

Context: The speaker seems to be exploring their feelings about lost opportunities and the effects of fate, ultimately leading to a moment of insight or hope represented by the "beem of light." This suggests a desire to move beyond despair and seek understanding or redemption.