MEMORIES
by Sudhir Iyer
Was walking down memory lane,Was walking on the beach,Throttling the feelings of pain,Keeping doubts out of reach.
Had a look at the sands of timeThe hours when time itself stood still,Could hear distant bells chime,And I was walking while I still stood still.
Felt the heat of the sun beating,Could sense an awe that the past left,Saw the sheath of life fleeting,Glimpses of what was there were best.
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