No one stays with you till the end of your life except the memories. Sometimes happy memories make you sad that you are going to relive those moments in the future. Here is a poem by me which I have written when I was going through my memory. I have named it as “A walk through my memory lane.” Hope you like it.
A walk through my memory lane
I am walking in a field
Without any shield
Stretching my hands out
Coz there is no more selfie and no more pout.
Just staring back through my memory lane
And writing it down from my favourite pen
Opening my eyes wide
Coz there is no more need to seek and hide.
Just remembering those beautiful days
Which are giving me some hopeful rays
But till the end of my life
I will think that what should have been right
Coz there is no more love and no more fight.
Memories are tearing me down
Letting myself to shout and frown
But here is this healing wind
Touching each and everything
Constantly hitting my face
Reminding me that I am not out of the race.
All I have to do is just wait, wait and wait.