#TasteOfMemories

Memories are nothing but
an amalgamation of little stories.

Memories are tasteless and bland
You can't hold them all
They are like a slipping sand.

Unless you mix the spices of emotion,
Your white matter can't gulp it
They are just a futile potion.

Each emotion with a distinct color and flavor
Trigger a bunch of nostalgic favor,
Sometimes despair, sometimes pleasure.

Tastes of my mother's hand
My childhood just started to understand,
The running flocks and the wandering band,
Eager...