Sneha Murali

Memory Bag - Poem by Sneha Murali

I sit in silence with my own blank thoughts
Bored out of my mind my imagination rots
I turned to music, television, the books on my shelf
I gave up, looked up and said to God, 'Humour Me'
The sky grew darker as i waited to see,
A bag of memories forgotten, dropped on me

The past, the good things and the bad,
all the wonderful laughs that i had
Going through the memory bag kept me occupied
more than television, music, or books on shelves
God looked down on me and said, 'Humour yourself'

Copyright © 2010 by Sneha Murali

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 25, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 25, 2010

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