Memories, roses in December
No queries were there when they met,
Nor answers left for them to get,
Nor easier was it a task,
Though too little was there to ask,
When four eyes became two, one fate,
Two rows of teeth together smiled in state,
Memory of lifetime was set
To dive into together to get wet,
Memories pictorial expressed in dream,
Saved in warm blood, taking a flight on whim,
And never easy to erase,
Nor ever to chase,
Memories saved in warm blood
Pulsing deep beneath the flood.
So, let the yesterday’s memory
Take her flight on whim,
As long as tomorrow’s are savoury
Making our today’s dream.
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Musings | 08.02.2016/revised Sept 2026| blood, dream, life, memory, today, yesterday, Free verse
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