Memories. Poem by Fatima Latif

Every night, I go to bed,
Memories pass through my head.
Memories that ended up, DEAD.
Memories that were so very true.
The days of laughter, the kiss.
Its all those memories that I shall miss.
I open my eyes,
Wondering, if better days will ever begin,
But, memories come back again,
This time, bringing along the pain.
Memories of those good and bad times,
That take me out of my mind.
Memories of those beautiful smiles,
Now away a thousand miles.
All come back to me;
The memories of things gone and passed,
Memories of things I thought will forever last.
I become weak, realizing I was wrong,
My legs lose consciousness,
Memories come of those cheerful songs.
Those faces pop in my head
Which I won’t see, years ahead!
Those memories of the school days,
When I hated to get absent,
The giggles at the back of the class,
Those big smiles, when exams were about to pass.
Those “Get together” plans,
Where nobody showed up!
Memories is all I have left in my strife,
If I lose my memories, might as well end my life.