Holding your thought
Memories of yours swing in my mind Just like hanging sword on my neck Neither they allow me to die Nor they allow me to live in peace I don't know..why I can't remove YOU from my thought Maybe you are so deep in my mind Buried under countless memories Maybe you are so hard in my brain The soft feels are afraid to rub with you Maybe you are so archaic in my time You are the beginning of all my memories Maybe you are so fresh in my life You are the end of all my thoughts Maybe you are so significant dear Epitome of all my being So... you are still there, in my memories Hanging like a sword on my neck And, I am still here..... Holding your thought...close to my heart! For Poets United, Poetry Pantry #291