Alls that in past ,left in back;
is what which cherish think about Now.
No wonders ,just thunders a silent walking mind.
All memories was left in the last night 's full.
Safe and sound ,the Walking Dead
she held in her arms the soul of trust.
Vanished in the minute and blink of snow. All memories was left in the last night's fall.
The candles melted ,the birthdays were gone the tears & laughter,in the ships they all shrunk;
Still the fossils cut the heart.
All memories was left in the last night's fall.
the painters painted the heart blue,
the scenario became grey and Dull;
she held the flowers, the petals were dead
she could still smell the love, the preetiness.
All memories was left in the last night's fall.


© Barnita