Memories are which that can't be bought,
The collection of a million thought.
Some are good and some are bad,
Some gives smile when we are sad.
They fly in mind like birds in sky,
They stop the time and reach up high.
But time will come when we wont be the same,
Happy memories will make us lame.
That time is the thing most i fear,
Happy memories will bring our tears.
But it will happen its all men's fate,
I just want to see some tears at death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem