Monday, January 6, 2020

Memories.

At the park,
I looked up,
Speaking words,
Meant for You.

I said,
I’d hold on,
To all the memories,
We’ve been through.

And try to wait,
As You give the grace,
To wait on You,
Till I hear Your voice.

Then and there,
As I walked to the car,
I did not expect,
But Your presence unmarred;
Overwhelms my heart,
And from my eyes tears part.

And suddenly now,
I realise,
Relationships are,
Made from memories.

Should today,
A friend gets amnesia,
To build a bridge,
We’d have to make,
New memories.

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