The Scented Memories Poem by Sreeram Vasudevan

The Scented Memories



The cloud of happiness is same as its kin of misery,
for all the moments of life hath its salt and jaggery,
For your mate shall be in your thought forever,
and the sweet memories shall cherish you as ever
Parting is such a sweet sorrow,
For there shall be a new tomorrow,
In life, Change is the only constant,
the sweet reminiscences of which hit every instant,
What I whisper onto your ear in this inning,
Every cloud has a silver lining..

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