Mud Of Memories



I was walking by the lane of memories,
Smiles are what I see, those eyes full of merry I see,
Lost in them….Aghast! I fall, I fall…
I fall deep within the muddy galore of memories.


I see eyes, eyes filled with love,
But now denying as I walk past
I hear taps, taps and tinkering of feet mesmerized in passion
Beauty I love to see till destiny- it’s in the eyes of beholder they say,
Its there in my heart a piece..
Lost in them….Aghast I fall, I fall…
I fall deep within the muddy galore of memories


I fly, I fly in dreams on clouds, the magical moments I lived,
So much fun and care – I feel nauseated without,
So much of void I see, I see myself deep within the mud of memories surround.


Gj Gj the sound resounds, the sound filled with tender love abound,
I wonder what it meant for me, a gush of new blood it seems,
But now a gush of ol’ mud it seems, as it resounds deep within,
As I find myself deep in it …in the mud of memories surround.


Sooner or later like a tumor all over, it will surmount me, desecrate me in it,
But I feel and I trust, something will rise from within, float up and fly up and away
Might be my feelings, must be it, to break all shackles, fiercely and freely,
To cry and to cry with full might that I loved you and I loved you truly.

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