Memories - Poem by priyanka choudhury
In the half lit corridor I beheld his face
Like a lily bloom that youth did unlace
In stealthy steps he walked the night
Or was he in a hurried elfin flight.
His cheeks were ruddy and full I think
Oh the confusion that memories bring
Memories that locked in a box I keep
I open the box when they sleep.
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