REMEMBRANCE

Remembrance

Let’s search those lost butterflies again 
Strange it might be in your timeless garden
Where nothing breeds; but creeps your solitude
Those winks will illuminate the fresh rays of heaven
So don’t forget to wrap your endless notion in rose
The very thought of love is the tragedy of you 
Paroled in real time; that seems to desolate soon
Here is the old man smoking his pipe of words
He cries and says; I am not over yet 
His ability rolled in layers of nostalgia
Everything he remembers is the love of all things

Reviews

[Vandana Sharma]

Filled with hope and i think , we all need to cultivate this habit.

[Irenic]

Amazing, midblowing heart touching and emotional poem, INSHALLAH, you will become well known poet in future.


Your Obedient,
Irenic.

[sayed Mudasir Ali]

Thank you so much for the review.