Friday, 21 March 2014

Ghosts from the past

Like a soft breeze
your memory flows over me

Whispering softly in my ear

A gentle caress on my cheek

Lightly the leaves of memory 

Dance and sway in the autumn of my mind

As I remember the bittersweet times

Your smile as you said Hello

My tears as you said Goodbye

Never mine...

yet...

Always mine...

How can I forget this ghost from my past

The one who haunts my future....
~Shamshaad~

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