I sit, back propped to the head board
Stretched, lounging in thought
Looking through the window.
Distant mountains of memories
Emerge in the horizon
I smile, I sigh
I laugh while shedding a silent tear.
Those many memories
Etched in love, inflicted in pain
Parade in the foreground.
A universe of experiences
Stowed into a database
That pops up like an unwelcomed guest.
I honor them all,
Bow to their presence
Hold hands in reverence.
Every one of those bitter sweet moments
That heaped to form the me
That muses, marvels and moans
Stringing meaningless excuses
For a verse.
Pic courtesy - Dhiren shah
Pic courtesy - Dhiren shah
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