I moved into the train
And the train moved ahead
And unlatched the door of memories
Memories collide with each other
As the train moved faster and faster!
Memories wandered from past to present
As the train moved from post to post
Memories play hide and seek
As the moon and the trees
Memories blindfold the present
And they become still
Because they are alive still!
Behold the memories
Because they are as eternal as stars
Memories are pleasure
Memories are treasure
They are to be cherished
Never to be punished!
A creative and imaginative composition, well articulated and nicely brought forth with artistic brilliance. Thanks for sharing, Vidya.
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I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poetess Words pour like gold Ductyling ornament profound Cherishable by every soul As they unwind every loop hole. Beautiful words on memories.