Treasure Island

Tanmayi Mukundan


Memories


The night's asleep and so is everyone
Except the ticking clock, which though
Itself moves ahead with the wind
But pushes me back on my bough
Rolls my mind through memories
Which have of long happened
Hitting the walls of those sour scenes
Whose scars have now deepened.

Yet my mind finds those dawns
When, it was sunlight I had seen
Had glowed in me and also in
Those with whom I had been.
By the time my mind returns to me,
It is another day I see
Showing me the steps, to make
Myself, what I am to be.

Submitted: Friday, March 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 15, 2013

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