Memory’s flame

Everything melts

Even the love

In the hottest winters

Even the waves left

Shaking their hands with tears of sands

Seashore is still silent

Even those moments

Come to an end

Years come and go

Like our fav Saturday show

Caterpillar into butterfly

And times into memories

And this is transformation they all realized

Sometimes without a road we just have to go

Sometimes it’s too high even though they think it’s low

Pages are blank

Still blank

Even though I wrote poems after poem

In title of every poem

Mistakenly I wrote your name

Not knowing the light exist

I mistook that tunnel as my home

My thoughts surrendered to me

They think it’s time to go

To a place where noone exists

To memory’s flame…..

Published by wrong

always busy in losing mysellf

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