Clay Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
Clay
You burn all those photos
But your camera is still there
Its film is locked up safely somewhere.
You slice all those letters
But your pen is in your hands
The paper is right next to where you stand.
You cannot just tear
Your memories away
If you tear away what makes you
You’ll just be another mould of clay.
You don’t need to tear up memories away
Just take more pictures
Just write more letters.
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4/26/2024 7:10:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
an may i add just let go the fetters very nice cheers