Best Go Back Poems
Who says I can’t go back in time
No, not the records on my shelf
Just flip a switch and there I am
A version of my younger self
I turn the beat around all night
In memories of Disco shoes
A fever boils inside my brain
Love for the night is mine to lose
Who says I can’t go back in time
No, not the clock that haunts my wall
The tick and tock now tock and tick
As I drift back and have a ball
As pages turn in rhythmic flow
The photos in my book agree
It’s just as though I’m really there
Another sip of wine for me!
When I forget that Christ died for me
that He was God's pure sacrifice,
And when I doubt that His promise is true
That His Grace is enough to suffice,
Then I must stop and think of His love,
and devine intervention for me.
For without His death I would not be
God's child and a soul set free.
When it seems that love,peace and joy have fled,
and the Jordan I will not cross,
Then I must go back to where it began,
I must go back to the cross.
I must go back, go back to the cross,
Where my sins were all washed away
By the blood of that one, ,God's sinless Son
And remember what He did that day.
He made a way where there was no way.
He gave hope when all hope was lost.
Now when I lose sight of His power and might,
I must go back to the cross.
Back to the cross, back where it began,
Where my heart I lay at His feet.
Back to the cross, that Old Rugged Cross
It is there that my life is complete.
man i wanna go back in time
when everything was so good
i know alot of you would'nt mind
and would go back youself if you could
... i'll tell you the times i really crave
before crack, irac and aids
man i think that we had it made
laid back under the shade drinking lemon aid
sitting on the back porch playing spades
while listening to the 33s and 45s being played
when little girls use to play hopsoctt
and the boys shot marbles or the bad ones threw rocks
back before all these ipad and cell phones
when families enjoyed playing momoply at home
back before rap and hip hop
at least then we was'nt harrash as much by the cops
back when the world was'nt cosume by wealth
and more concerned with good health
back before the world became filled with greed
and people only took as much as they need
back when we valued the old folks traditions
when we were allowed to share our religion
way back, way back when everything was fine
man i just wanna go back in time
Walking through the streets of my home town
Reaching for the Memories of days long passed
Seeing nothing of what I once knew
Accepting the fact
That I can never go back
To the time when doors remained unlocked
And no one ever knocked
When a whole section of town converged on one home
A death in the family brought neighbors to your door
There was a sense of community and
Dignity was not a status symbol
Wednesday's the miner rested
In the afternoon possibly at a local bar
While clothes lines decorated back yards
Clorox making it new again
Found a quarter equals five on the pinball unless
She was there
Making three and two cokes a better selection
Baseball glove dangling from the handlebars and
there was no charge for dreams
The park beckoned the wild bunch with a pack of Luckies
Never thinking twelve was too young
And not knowing
The tragedy of progress
Those days when friendships bonded a town
Anger only lasted until the fight was finished
There was a game tomorrow night
Winner and loser going to see it together
And the only real enemy was
TIME.
Let's go back
By Michelle Morris
04/03/2023
Let's go back to the beginning
Before it all went wrong
Stop the mistakes in their tracks
And never hurt each other again
Let's go back to what was working
To the fun and magical happiness
The good we created in our hearts
Never a sad day to ruin the bliss
© Michelle Morris, 2023
We can't go back,
you poured pain like gushing rain,
we can't go back, with broken trust.
We can't go back, your arrogance stand like fortress.
We can't go back after cremation,
nothing to go back to.
Let’s Go Back in Time
Oh, if only I could turn the hands of time
Back to the way the world was in the ‘50’s, 60’s and 70’s,
We used to have old-fashioned values,
People had family dinners,
Everyone dressed up for school, work, church, the theater,
Everyone always wore their Sunday best for special occasions,
Children played with their dolls and toys,
Little girls played with their tea sets,
Little boys played cops and robbers,
Programs like “Bewitched” and “All in the Family”
“Mr. Ed”, “The Wagon Train, “Hazel, “The Brady Bunch”
were on TV,
people still had manners and said thank you and please,
Americans were Americans,
Proud of their country,
Proud to salute the flag and stand up for the National Anthem,
Music was wonderful and beautiful,
The sounds of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin,
Of Andy Williams and Robert Goulet,
Of Elvis Presley,
Of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons,
Of Fabian, Frankie Avalon and Bobby Rydell,
We had good music then,
We had singers then,
What has happened to our country?
It’s not the America we all knew,
I wish we could go back in time,
To years gone by,
When people weren’t so plastic and had pride in themselves,
When Life was good
And you knew your neighbor,
How I wish we could go back, back in time.
Celine Rose Mariotti
As I'm looking through my window
And I start to l look around
All the snow has melted
I see toys left on the ground
A basket ball, a whiffle ball
A glove and baseball bat
A dirty lone blue mitten
And a cotton ball wool hat
Candy wrappers and soda caps
And a witches old corn broom
And underneath the swing set
Was a busted red balloon
Footsteps from the children
Left imprinted in the dirt
And in the leafless branchy bush
Was a little boys lost shirt
Those times when we were children
Sometimes bad and sometimes good
I'd go back there in a heartbeat
If I thought that I just could
A dirty lone blue mitten
And a cotton ball wool hat
A basket ball, a whiffle ball
A glove and a baseball bat
And underneath the swing set
Was a busted red balloon
Candy wrappers and soda caps
And a witches old corn broom
And in the leafless branchy bush
Was a little boys lost shirt
Footsteps from the children
Left imprinted in the dirt
Those times when we were children
Sometimes bad and sometimes good
I'd go back there in a heartbeat
If I thought that I just could
Though I now live the life I’ve always wanted,
sometimes by hurtful memories I’m haunted.
Some images of you are harsh reminders
of how I worshiped you, while wearing blinders.
I wept through your emotional abuses.
As they increased, I made my lame excuses:
“He works so hard; his job is really trying!
He’s always sorry when he sees me crying.”
As time wore on, I feared I would awaken,
alone; this gnawing anguish left me shaken.
I couldn’t fathom ever being able
to leave. I see now I had grown unstable.
I started praying fervently, believing
that someday I’d escape; I’d cease my cleaving
and shed not one more tear. I am truly grateful
I had the strength to leave a man so hateful.
When I moved out, you thought I’d be returning.
You begged for months, insisting you were “yearning
to prove my love”! I’ve been firm in repeating
“I won't come back,” confirming your unseating!
Oh how I wish I could go back,
To heal the pain inside my heart;
To say goodbye before it was too late,
To see you smile at me once more;
To heal the pain inside my heart,
To hear your laughter fill the air,
To see you smile at me once more;
What I wouldn’t give to just go back,
To hear your laughter fill the air,
To say goodbye before it was too late,
What I wouldn’t give to just go back;
Oh how I wish I could go back.
~For Paula's Back to Bacl Contest~
Never use to like wearing glasses
Every since I was a child
Now I regret each momment
Wish I could take it back
It would help me
To change my
Unhappy
And sad
Life
If I could go back into time
I'll care more about my eyes
Visit the doctor often
Take better care of me
My vision is what
Should have meant
The world
To me
Pray
Lesson well taught and well learned
Make sure you take care of yourself
Before it is to late
Relieve yourself of pain
Enjoy your life
Live it healthy
You only
Have but
One
FOR A JOURNEY BACK INTO
TIME CONTEST
If I could go back to a much younger me
and tell her about all the things that she'll see.
The things I should change and the things I should not.
The things that I've lost, the things I've still got.
The me of sixteen was insecure and shy.
Would she believe what's to come, would she think it a lie.
Nothing turned out the way that she thought
but some battles were won. They were hard fought.
Some things that happened, they were worth the pain.
Many others, well those, I'd not do again.
She had stars in her eyes, the sixteen year old me.
Maybe it's best if I just let it be.
~~ 13/12/2012 ~~
for David Williams "Hello/Goodbye" contest
Today my faint memories became alive,
I am watching my childhood streets,
Where I spent golden days of my life,
I wanna go back home,
I wanna go back home…………………
When I want to go back home,
My tumbled feet fetch me again,
Where are you daddy…….!!
Can’t you hold my figure and take me home?
So I can feel happy once again,
I am calling you again and again,
But you are not here to give me love and care,
So I can make myself once again,
I am missing you daddy,
I am screaming in pain,
After listening my scream,
Tears are rolling down on my cheeks,
I wanna go back home,
I wanna go back home…………………
When I want to go back,
Get scared due to silence and darkness,
Where are you mom…….!!
Can’t you give me your lap once again?
I want to sleep there to get rid from that,
I am extremely tired,
Give me a cuddle mom,
So I can feel that sigh of relief once again,
But you are not here to give me that,
I wanna say I love you,
But I can’t so I am screaming in pain,
After listening my scream,
Tears are rolling down on my cheeks,
I wanna go back home,
I wanna go back home…………………
When I want to go back,
Taunts and scolding stops me doing so,
Where are you brother……!!
Can’t you reply them again?
So I can feel the shadow once again,
I am bronzed my brother,
Can’t you give me hug?
So I can feel that rain again,
Can’t you pet me?
So I can clear the hurdles again,
But you are not here brother,
So I am screaming in pain,
After listening my scream,
Tears are rolling down on my cheeks,
I wanna go back home,
I wanna go back home…………………
But I can’t go back home……………..!!
Nice to see you again.
Still got that face of a heaven.
Haven’t changed since the day we met.
Put all things in a weird stingy set.
Can’t even say a single word.
Feels like I’m stabbed with a sharp sword.
Go back to yesterday when were lovers,
Sweet days of us were so like good tremors.
Guess you’re in love with someone else
See that picture in hand with a silver necklace.
Can we go back from where we started?
Apologize if I acted so retarded.
I think it’s late for us to be back.
Can’t be your man sitting on a rack.
Think that I have to say that “We’re good”.
Bye to our days and be just friends for good.
Go back to sleep, sweetheart.
Get rest, roll over, close your eyes and
Be still, my love.
Your tossing and turning
Your restless night wanderings
They disturb my dreams.
Don't forget we share this same bed
Though thousands of miles apart.