Memories

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When I look into myself

I find memories…

Memories, that's sweet, sour and bitter…

It never occurred that it will vanish some day

Or there could be a probability-

Of even not making new ones!

This would have been something-

That I would have already dreaded

If I had ever known it in proximity,

I do fear that the letters will walk away too-

When I struggle to remember that apt word!

Me dissolving into the darkness-

Unable to decipher the stars out there,

Feeling disoriented, as if in a maze,

Lost in the midst of 'known' unknowns-

The wine of memories spilled

From the broken tumbler of life, 

Never to be recovered and savoured-

As it got more wonderful with time...

I was always afraid of disownment-

Which I myself couldn't explain to me,

Now it seems irrelevant-

When you are unaware-

Disownment- too goes into that

Sea of unknowns…

Where nothing will matter anymore!

And I will forget you,

And I will forget the memories,

The memories we together made…

The memories gathered on my way-

The memories which I felt was precious,

The moments of laughter, love and mischief,

Made just to get fainted, and vanished to oblivion…

Memories, I thought my soul would carry it-

When I leave this world!

I hope you would gather mine for me-

To sing as a eulogy-

Before the soul separates from flesh-

Even though I might stare blank-

Trying to figure out who you are...






Dedicated to all those who got their memories broken and tangled, and those who kept those broken memories glued to their hearts with care.



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