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Dimmed Memories
Will the friendships last,
if I connect them to the stars and moon?
In the cosmos to roam about,
bathing in joy and gloom.
Will it all come around again,
in the same way that made the flowers bloom?
To, with the winds, take away,
the fragrance that leaves behind,
in doom.
Will they really last longer,
then I feel for them to ruth?
like the birds when chirp, we feel music,
while they starve for a nibble,
in sooth.
Will the moon longer last?
for I pray for them to live;
As I have woven on its flecks,
the life of my memories, dim.
© Supriya Baranwal
if I connect them to the stars and moon?
In the cosmos to roam about,
bathing in joy and gloom.
Will it all come around again,
in the same way that made the flowers bloom?
To, with the winds, take away,
the fragrance that leaves behind,
in doom.
Will they really last longer,
then I feel for them to ruth?
like the birds when chirp, we feel music,
while they starve for a nibble,
in sooth.
Will the moon longer last?
for I pray for them to live;
As I have woven on its flecks,
the life of my memories, dim.
© Supriya Baranwal
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