Memories
it should take about a few seconds to start....till then run your eyes through this verse..... The pages of yesteryears washed away by the stream,Leaving behind an immaculate dream;A capricious breeze that turned to storm,As I gulped down the moonshine against the norm.The rain song and the little girl's scream,The ride up the hills collecting their ream;Through darkness waiting for the break of dawn,Just to watch another day being born.As I walked back to my recluse, a mezzanine,The silence was broken by an approaching machine;I watched her pass, so vulnerable and frail,Hopes that I buried as I followed her trail.The mushrooms sprouted after the rain,The things that we did so human yet insane.We set out to sail with a common dream,Together with the pages till the end of the stream...............Arun Lakshman
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