Abhay Agarwal

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Memory, not needing to say a word
for having vision within the soul.
Slaves, entwined in each other
Charioteer for your mind,
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A shimmering dream
A illusion for the heart
A puzzle for the brain
A entity that makes us question what reality is
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Memory, like a drop of water
There one day, then gone forever
Purifying and cleansing, but not lengthy enough to catch
Others, stain you, scar you
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I look inside my head, seeking secrets of my future
Yet as far as the eye can see is a canvas
A dazzling abyss of purity
I hear voice echoing in the distance
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An endless cycle
Like the black hole of reality
Too short to remember, to long to embrace
The smallest atom that builds existence as we know it
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History, a figment of imagination
Manipulator, and manipulated
Successor of time, and friend of memory
You speak of a horrible past,
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7.

Anger a slave master to our mind
Malicious and manipulating
An influential beast
Ready to strike the second the light in the stars go out
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8.

Stars, entities of imagination
Twinkling and dancing, in a starry bay
They send a beautiful sensation
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9.

There once was a girl named Holly,
She said" I'm way to jolly.
She was so happy
That she got knee acne
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There once was a girl named Holly,
She said" I'm way to jolly.
She was so happy
That she got knee acne
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There once was an Old Man with a goose,
It had a colorful blue noose.
It had a young spouse,
Who lived in my house.
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12.

The sound of golf balls clicking brings me joy.
The ball is flying like a soaring bird.
Yet walking hours throughout the burning course.
Too soon these days of golf come to an end.
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Once I met a traveler from a distant land
A land simply an antique, in his vast memory
For he walks the stretches of our realm
An explorer to the hidden path of enlightenment
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14.

I speculate and I assume
What is father I ponder
As I look into the distance, I know only Mother Nature can answer
So I begin my noble quest
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15.

Thinking of questions in my head,
I once met a young boy
Sitting on a bench in a field
Crystallized with glistening water
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The Best Poem Of Abhay Agarwal

Memory

Memory, not needing to say a word
for having vision within the soul.
Slaves, entwined in each other
Charioteer for your mind,
Businessman for your mouth.
Image of a beautiful figure, shadow of a devil.
Too horrific to look at, covered with sins
A key to the painful past, and barricade to future
He only holds the pain, and suffering
Happiness at a distance.
And still he looks through you,
Past the physical and even the emotional
Looking at the true identity, a entity so pure.
Yet, stained by memory.

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