I searched many times for a memory of your conversation with me.
But all the tunes reminded me
of my empty hands with their barren look
having no memories.
This rhythm I can't forget!
It reminds me of not having
any conversation memories of you with me.
Their glimmers of immersed yearning fill these sad songs.
And sometimes, I need to be mindful of pursuing their objectives while listening to their nurtured flow!
©shivpoetesspriya
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