Our Memories
Memories that behind
glass windows /on the door sill,
those carved in the wall and
emerged with shadows
Memories that whimper in the way of the cemetery,
Memories abandoned on banks of streets,
Memories that stuck in footstep
Memories that laid on clotheslines
and also...
that slip from head accidentally
All these memories...
I am certain they will return;
As they never eaten from rust!
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2013
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