#WritcoPoemChallenge
Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old house with
full of dust and the web of some moments.
We thought to preserve our days
But suddenly life became a huge mess.
That sweet note of love remained under
A thousand quarrels & I felt a shudder.
In that old room, some memories are still alive -
It was nothing but a story of a knave and a naive.



© TRIK