memories
memories
haunt me
of the bygone days
when I pass by
the places I
visited with you
even if I shut my
eyes
these uninvited
guests
open the door of
heart
and surround me
they have
association
with past and you
like sun and moon
they don't wither
with time
people and feelings
change
but the memories
are fresh forever
written by sarita sharma
Copyright ©2002 Sarita Sharma