Chew The Cud Of The Memories Poem by swatee sripada

As dots and dots

Then drops and drops

Turning into continuous flow

Years as rivers and ultimately oceans

Swallow the horizons

throwing smiles carelessly

Like sleeping mass of Water

As a piece of silent ice

You are on this side of the bank

Myself on the other side

As a dumb book

Which can not utter even a word

Time as a frozen world of tears

And a volcano in deep slumber

Adjusting the lost feelings

Consoling the broken dreams

Balancing the love and its absence

As a frog in a well

Between the unseen walls

Carrying life on shoulders

Swim and swim there itself

Ascending slimy steps and

Slip down and down

Suddenly the walls disappear

Relationships grew wings

And fly away busily searching a nest

And decorating it

Liberty as a new born child

crosses the oceans of wilderness

to perch in the premises of past

And chew the cud of the memories.