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Title: POETRY That holds the power & makes u wait 4ever Post by: ahkil on October 21, 2007, 11:03:01 PM A Thought
I remember never a thought A thought as a thought just comes by Often tears flow out of the window Memories with rain simply walk by. All memory lanes look too deserted & old Yet Footprints left yesterday on shores are still alive Despite changed seasons ticking by again over years The Closed book opens a buried past back in time. Each cracked mirror bit reflects it’s own truth But what about the truth hidden within? All are eager, anxious to count smiles No one sees the pain within. Some things may seem lost forever But fragrance of their memories always live on Moments may change for some with time For some, they grow still stronger in time. |