An ode to fading memories
The leaves are shriveling in absence of water.
They don’t remember what color they were,
How the breeze made them sway,
Or how sunshine reflected off of them.
They’re barely surviving in the dull brown that they hv become now.
They see the flowering plant nearby blooming in all its glory, watered and cared for,
And try to remember their own spring days.
My memories with you are in the dull brown too now.
The anger has slowly dissipated with the separation.
The love got lost somewhere while we were together.
I solaced myself with memories but now they are leaving my side too.
Just like sand flowing through the space between my fingers,
The more i try to remember how everything was, more the memories betray me.
Was your voice soothing and calm or hoarse with desire,
Did you say hi or hello,
Did you ever call out my name or just started off talking,
Which side of the bed did you sleep,
Did you hold my hand while crossing roads,
Did you ever sing a lullaby to our daughter,
When did you last say you loved me.
These memories are playing a trick with me,
They show me broken glimpses and,
I am left joining the puzzles to pave my way into the old Memory Lane.
I keep moving in a maze which shows me your fleeting glances.
I have a feeling they are not true, they’re just my imagination of how i wanted you to be.
Only one memory remains strong,
That you never looked back, neither for me nor for the Lil child.
Rest all have faded for good.