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Memories

Memories,
Pieces of cold war
Battling on those turbulent battlefields
Where the grains of dust
Blinds away the into
This infinite ocean of sadness.



Memories,
A token of happiness
An abundant loss
And a solitary fulfillment.

Memories,
The lilac stains on the emerald fabric
With the slow kindle
Of all those pyres burning.

Memories,
The candescent coldness
Of that abandoned present.
The gore of a wistful tale of tragedy.

Memories,
The pertinent smell; unreal.
The sensation of inhibiting inhibitions.
The catharsis of those homeless winds.

Memories,
Those hazel eyes, and empty lies.
Those broken shards and unkempt promises.
Wine bottles of infinite firmament
And an unburnt candle on the table of hope.

~Amartya.


©Jumbled Letters.





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From reflection to shadows, they all whisper silent tales.

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