An old song scene seen on the screen that day
Reminded me that I'd seen it long back.
Otherwise, it'd be out of knowledge
That the song is in my memory kit.
Things forgotten are in a long slumber
And to recall them is to wake them up.
Otherwise, many such sweet memories
Would be in sleeping mood and die unheard.
Nostalgia for the old days is sweet.
Relish old songs and forgotten faces.
Visit people and places once endeared.
Revisits touch the heart more than new visits.
28.11.2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem