Aisle Of Memory.. Poem by vaishnavi raghuraman

THE FLOWERS THAT BLOSSOM, WITHER AWAY ONE DAY
THE HEARTS THAT MEET ONCE SHALL PART AWAY ONE DAY
BUT TIS THE SATISFACTION OF HAVING SOMETHING CREATED TOGETHER
THAT SHALL NEVER FADE….
MAY COME THE RAIN OR SUN BURN AT ITS PEAK,
TIS IN THE INNER RECESSES OF MY HEART,
THAT THOSE MEMORIES STAY.
UNTOUCHED, UNHURT THEY GIVE ME AN UNBOUND HAPPINESS,
BREAKING-AWAY ALL SHACKLES OF DOOM,
GIVING MY LIFE A NEW GLIMMER OF HOPE.

ACHIEVEMENTS & MEMORIES SWELL MY BOSOM WITH PRIDE
FOR THEY REPRESENT ALL THAT I’VE EVER WANTED
BUT TIS THE TEAR THAT TRICKLES DOWN MY CHEEK,
THAT I’M SURPRISED BY,
FOR ALL ALONG I THOUGHT I WAS BLOOMING WITH CHEER.
PRAY NOT! ITS NOT THE SORROW THAT THE TEAR REPRESENTS,
BUT THE SPARKLE OF ALL THE GOOD THAT’S GONE BY…
IT WAS MY NAIVETY THAT I TRIEDDIRECTLY LOOKING
INTO THE MEMORY’S EYE,
SO GREAT WAS ITS REFLECTION,
THAT IT BLINDED MY SIGHT..
&THAT’S WHEN I SAW MYSELF CRY!

THE REMINESCENCE OF BYGONE DAYS BRINGS ONLY AGONY TO ME,
FOR WHENEVER I EXTEND MY HAND TO REACH OUT,
IT JUST SHIES AWAY..
THE MORE I TRY TO RUN BEHIND IT,
I FIND MYSELF STRANDED…
ITS THERE, ITS THERE WITHIN ME
BUT ONLY IN ABSTRACTNESS THAT I CAN FEEL THEM
I LONG TO TOUCH IT ONCE AGAIN, BE PART OF IT…
BUT MEMORIES PLAY THE LOVER’S GAME
TIS BEAUTIFUL TO SEE BUT FORBIDDEN TO TOUCH
SO OUT OF MY REACH…

NONETHELESS, I’M HAPPY TO HAVE THEM
FOR NOT THE CRUELEST OF POWERS CAN SEIZE THEM AWAY! ! !

THESE MEMORIES ARE,
THE WATER THAT I DRINK
THE AIR THAT I BREATHE
THE FOOD THAT I SWALLOW
& THE ASH THAT I'LL BE…! !