I Want To Count The Foot Falls On The Mall Of My Mind Poem by Hardik Vaidya

I want to count the foot falls on my minds mall.
Those that made a fall on my memories.
Discount those where tags happened.
Look for those left, where she slipped.
On the Balkans of my minds spirit.
Where we rolled down, with the sand in our eyes.
A billion sands of a billion times.
When we got up, I brushed her hair across,
She pointed to the oasis,
Just next by,
It was a mirage,
For you,
Not for us.
I want to count those foot falls on the mall of my mind.