something i came up with.......
The passing nights, the running days,
I feel them go, through a throng of years.
I want to stand still, in time and space,
With my memories of smiles or tears.
Through the labyrinths of time, I walk
Cherishing old memoirs, I treasure
Seemingly quiet with my heart they talk,
Like old haunting ghosts my faith they reassure.
Now in my life’s main, many things await me
But old one’s cling on they are hard to let go,
With an open heart, my eyes cautiously see,
The waters of future, through which I row.
As I move on, familiar voices I here,
They come form behind the way they do,
Reminds me of the way angles appear
No less ‘they’ are, to me they are true
Torn apart by tides of time, we had to move on,
But waters that break are the waters that make,
Someday we return, after having gone,
To the ripples we broke in our wake…
© Copyright Saurabh Rahurkar
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