The narrow by-lanes of my memory beckon…
Asking me to forget the fetters of time
And lose myself in the idle reminiscence
Of the day when I watched you dance in the rain
The silent mansions of my memory call…
Urging me to knock once again on the forgotten doors
To call on you and say
Hello, I’ve come again…
The peaceful graveyard of my memory seduces…
Tempting me to exhume the phantoms
Of a dark past
Luring me back to the nightmares I left behind
My old friend, my memory waits…
His all-knowing patience angers me…
He knows I’ll keep coming back
To meet him forever and a day
3 comments:
The beautiful language you use....its just amazing....The truthfulness in your words is heartfelt n touching....I felt as if am penetrating the layers of some buried memories myself....you put the most complex human desires in words easily...n put forth a world which we find difficult to face...even in ourselves....you have mastered the language of emotions...keep writing
after reading this poem, many would excalim that you have snatched the thoughts out of their hearts and painted it with the pulchritude of your words...........
beautiful...........its so well-turned..........loved it
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