Memories
Memories.. The blue ink,
The patched shirt, the silver glasses,
The promises, the fights,
The findings, the pair of sandals,
The reconciliation, the moonlight,
Then the real truth..
Im still wondering..
Im still the lil girl..
I just woke up from a dream.. . .
Thank god!
But wait.. I still know what I am doing..
I can still see the moonlight,
I am alive,
No its worse than that,
Dreams, you can forget,
But this is dangerous
Its memories. .
Copyright © Varna Paniyath | Year Posted 2011
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