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.....
Comments
You captured the situation vividly.
ZQ