Memorigamo

For a decade over another;

time ages n passes by

dancing in the rain of memory

life is softly drenched.

For how long have i been living

havent kept a count of..

Of how many memories am i filled..

something that hasnt been thought of..

They are numerous and then sometimes a void

a gap that by no means can be bridged..

frozen n locked away in the mire of time..

Where there is no gravity n no weight..

the lost world of memories await..

Can't be touched even though one tries hard

u reach near n time tricks on u fast..

n u slip into an uncertain ground...

Fast filling up around u

is a dream..

weaving n meshing a magic

Breathing life into a timeless clock

which was lost into the depths of dark

a lost station with an old guard..

and a few faces that belong to the past

the train starts to move on

speeding past the breath taking smell

of a thousand wild flowers

and breaking into a catastrophe

of hapless screeching colours..

the windows then break off ..

flying through to another world..

And then

the wind plays a very familiar tune..

Am i there..

Where you rest in a bed of water lilies

n tell stories of our world to baby butterflies..

where your feet is covered in clouds..

n it rains when u walk.

u laugh n laugh with the buds

till they cant stand anymore

laugh out and flower..

i remember ur hair..a dark river of silk..

n ur smile..n ur eyes

n ur tears...r now all mine.

So, everyday i wait for a drop of tear

in the corner of my eye..

The only thing that i wud bring back

again and again from the graveyard of my memories..