Memories
Life an enigma with a touch of memories,
a blend of happiness and misery,
in the heart with some untold stories.
As man ages, live to tell the tale
of his memories, live and pale,
awaiting to see the remains of fate.
Recalling escapade of young days,
the land he traveled and stayed
with beloved who in frail faded away.
As he grows old
life takes an unalike mode
his veins and blood goes cold.
Tranquilizing the man
Death lays its icy hands
like waves split the castles in sand.
Silently he lies in the coffin,
surrounded with family and friends
his memoirs is conversed in the end.
Once who cherished his stories,
happen to be a part of nearest memories
so is the good bad and sad fact of life story
3 comments:
Its really beautiful adi.It really touches one.
Life is indeed unpredictable n inevitable!! so it is said, Wen u were born, u cried n d world rejoiced, b4 u die, do sucha deed tht u rejoice n d world rejoices! Gud irony of life!
beautifully written...
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