Valsa George Memories Poems

The night stood
veiled like a nun
Leaving aside the unfinished works
she curled into bed, tired
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Painful memories follow me close to my heels
Mewing, mewing like homeless kitten
When I try to drive them away
They nuzzle at my feet
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In the twilight’s deepening stillness
I sit by my window and look outside
The sprawling fields of paddy awaiting harvest,
Take me to those fields where I roamed as a child
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SWEET MEMORIES

Dazzling rainbows in a cloud ridden mind
The elusive spectrums of varying wavelengths
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