Become One With The Dead


People…days...moments…
One day...all become dead…

But….suddenly some times
All come alive…

Taking name of memory
All come back…
Back into our lives!

They enter with more logic
They enter with more vigor
They move us…they shake us
They enter with more coherence

Memories are like knife
They cut us into pieces
They break us into tears
They take away our peace
They leave us in abeyance

People…days...moments…
Though dead…
Will turn you into an asylum
Where they can rest
Making you unrest…


Beware…
Go away...
Go away quite far....
So that…

You become one with them
You become one with the dead
Hanging in never ending memories...

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