Down went I through my memory lane and
came face to face with my old times.
Some gushed into my face like an evening breeze
and left me with a most pleasant smile.
Some came in with gruesome force and re winded the
old chapters of mishaps and made wish that I could
have changed the course of how things had unfolded.
Some cost me a few feet or two to walk but repaid it
by taking me to those moments worth reminiscing
again and again!
Some buzzed in my mind like bees on spring duty
winding me up at a pensive state!
Like iron left out to rust, my memories were near to its
demise but a quick stroll of reminiscence was all that it
took for my memories to alter its fate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem