Satya Prakash

Memories Waning With Time - Poem by Satya Prakash

Snapped: Common chords.
Memories waning with time.
When I am an old decrepit man,
Bleary eyed,
Whining away the time upon a violin;
(O! if time would out-twinkle memory
And de-clog the mind!)

When dusk gathers among the curtain layers
Spreading gloom -
A knock on the door disturbs my reverie;
My bow falters on the strings -
She is before me -
Her greying hair turning white
And on her face the flicker of a smile:
The sad refrain of days gone by.


Comments about Memories Waning With Time by Satya Prakash

  • Oyekake Satty (o. S.) Joshua (1/7/2010 12:03:00 PM)

    You poems are expressive and beautiful evocative and inviting!
    You are truly gifted!
    (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 27, 2009

[Report Error]