Friday, 14 June 2013
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
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
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