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 queer 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
Copyright © Manoj Mathur | Year Posted 2023
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