BOOK OF MEMORIES

Opened the book of memories 

left were just  the tears 

When tears were the words

Poems that born were hundreds 

Don’t know where you travelled  

never returned back, from the unseen world, 

Pressing a pause

To the pace of our happiness

On and on memorizing 

Your smile

Yet the pool of tears disguise 

Oh dear! How to forget the fear of turmoil

To forget your face, I tried hard

To forget is it a half blossomed bud 

Even the flower can fade

How is it possible to forget your end.

Oh my friend 

Your memories are immortal,  

Infinite, impeccable, recurring