Recollections Poem by SALINI NAIR

Now it's mysterious
That passed along this lane
Feel that cling inside
As it's the past of someone else

There the charm is riddle sometimes
Marched as the steps of self always
Next dawn that crosses by an unknown
It's the ferment of a chaste

Grafting that a sniff of time
Merge there is a memory always
Ring of time is the admin part
There the rest sinks as a whole

Soul still march that yard with whisper
But the momentum is still apart
That is a conquest past in time
Still that rhyme with whole heart! !

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