Like the stack of old letters;
The books you stored with care;
Past years grow old too.
The dust of memories gets thicker
Just like that layer of yellowness,
Touch of old times
Velvety and soft…..
*Wishing you all a very happy new year*
Past...
Last time...
I.
The tender dew drops
Falling onto the ground
Is all I can hear
Shadow of the night grows
The silence between the drops gets too long to bear
What then was a moment
Now seems like a year…
II.
Last time we met was for the last time we met???
Of a season...
The heartless summer is long gone
Soon the clouds will sail away
Rain will no more dance at my window
Where the dew drops will rest themselves
Waiting for the winter to come.
Nothing remains forever
But for the songs
Of a season lost
Nothing will remain
But for the memories
Of a season gone…
In Sleep
Somewhere deep
Where no voice can stir it awake
Where no hand can reach
Lies a dream
Somewhere deep
Where hope does not gleam
Where life does not seem
Lies a dream
Somewhere deep
The dream lies in its sleep…...
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