When years roll back to the past
Skating on memories
If life rewinds back to the landmarks
Of sweet nothings
Blushing wrinkles on the face
Recall the glow of light onto them
Narrating myriad number of stories
Every one a new in itself
Etching every anecdote again and again
To carry it with soul
To the shores unknown
Sweet or bitter: tears or smiles
Every bit carries a weight of tons
On sharing hearts
That presses and presses
Every breath that
Sips and scatters warmth forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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