Treasure Island

Geetima Baruah Sarma

(April 26,1969 / Assam, India)

A Reunion


Those golden days
Amidst fun and frolic,
Those cherished moments
Of smiles and laughter,
Are they not clinging
On our vine of memory?
Can we let them
Just fade into oblivion?
In our march
At breakneck speed,
To sustain in
This illusionary world,
Can we not
Keep in touch,
And associate again,
To reunite,
In a reunion?
Can we not
Spare some moments,
To lift our heads,
From the hectic schedule
Of our monotonous life,
To enliven our spirits,
And afresh rejuvenation,
Preserve our memories
From the brink of oblivion?

[Published: Website of Assam Engineering College 1984-89 Batch on 17 March 2010]

Submitted: Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Edited: Monday, March 12, 2012
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