Written by: Aditya Uprety - 24002, Grade XII
Posted on: 22 March, 2024
In my soul's depth, I'm on a quest,
For lost memories, hidden but blessed.
In time's silent tears, they gently weep,
Like my heart's rhythm, seen, heard, then sleep.
I seek your breath in the whispering wind,
Where our story unexpectedly grinned.
Joy, farewell, love's gentle strife,
In your heart, they live a quiet life.
In the hush of lost memories, they linger,
Yet, when I call, they softly shimmer.
Of sadness and dreams, a gentle reprieve,
In the gallery of your memories, they breathe.
Through the mist of time, they softly sway,
A dance of echoes, memories at play.
Faint whispers of laughter, a bittersweet theme,
In the tapestry of our past, a cherished dream.
