Down The Lane Of Memory -01 Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
Down The Lane Of Memory -01
Do you recall my dear
Those paints of wet lips
On those cheeks of teen years
embracing the heat of our hearts
beating inches away?
The flames of love
and fires of passion,
The floods of tears
and roads by the ocean
We wrote our names upon them? ?
The late night kissing,
While we departed each time
Behind that great old tree
Down the lanes of grass
We never knew it'd be over?
Do you recall my dear
Those good old days with vows
that we will renew like rose
(our bonds of souls for ever)
will always be close,
breathing and flying together? ?
Thanks dear poetess, its so inspiring to have a lovely compliment from you.
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The story begins with joys and pleasures of being together in blissful moments but ends in a heart-break. Very sad and poignant mishap where the reader finds himself as an eye-witness to provide circumstantial evidence. Thanks, Dear Friend.
Thanks dear poet for so lovely, deep and true introspection, its so inspiring, a pure painful memory sticks longer than the sweet pleasant ones. In later years the pain persists while the pleasure fades gradually.