Fade Away

Memories and impressions we think faded away Suddenly strikes back as film-reel like sweeping flood I sit dejected, tired at some aloof corner of the city It feels as if all passers-by staring at me with ***** anxiety Our persona is mirror image of how we think and act Wrinkles on face carved by reflection of greed and passion No external power can shape you towards pure perfection Except your own moulding and self-analytical introspection Emotions build an unseen tunnel between heart and brain Only heaven knows how it flows out as poetry or lyrics A new born appears in the world with loud weeping thunder But alas, life leaves the worldly resort without a whisper