The Battles To Come... Poem by ARSHAJ GAIKWAD

I cease to live,
In the moments of the past.
I know the care,
They show could hardly last.

I spy on these,
Subtle shadows that follow me.
I walk not caring,
Coz they can do me no harm.

Yes I know,
I've grown stubborn,
But there are reasons why,
The things that are undone,
I can testify, The truth,
That I owe my life,
To the memories, I've got some.
That now I wait ready for
The battles to come...

The thoughts are broken
And the memories should be slain.
I think we should go through,
This memory lane.

To find out where I lost,
Myself, n grew insane.
I thnk I should go through,
Some another pain.

To realise, that
I've grown stubborn,
To find the reasons why,
The things are undone,
And can I testify the truth,
That I owe my life
To the memories, I've got some.
That now I wait ready for
The battles to come...