You are like sand dunes
Of my memory lane
Solely reducing
In that desert of darkness
...
Memories
Now.
In verge of destruction
A far gone world
With memories cherished
In blemish thoughts
Two souls
Parted by destiny
Crawling with words
To gather stuffs
Wandering in the darkness
Refining every promise
To search those tiny bubbles
Lifted in air of vicinity
Two parallel lines we are
Simply two banks of a riverside
Never supposed to meet.
Moving away with dignity is far better than justifying grievances to a living stone.
Beautiful crafting, Thanks poet for the sharing.
Thnx