For A While..., Poem by Fayeda T. K.

I was a little girl,
wearing a tiny skirt,
It was somewhere in my past;
out of the thousand, wide and vast canvases,
made of each moment in my life..,
each joy and sorrow..
kept within woody frames,
smelling joyous fragrances,
like each stalk of a rose....

And scattered colors,
in white corners,
stale childhood,
boring the memory spots,
and oozing out.....

Yikes! ...Remembrances..! ! !
humming bees,
sad background tones...

Here the play is over,
and...i again-
come and dive..
into this harsh.., aggrieved,
present world.