In the garden of forgotten dreams,
Where memories bloom like silent streams,
Each petals tells a story untold,
In the way of beauty of colour and gold,
In this garden my love shall bloom.

The fragrance of love dances through the air,
The shadow of the past lingers without any care,
Yearning for a moment to embrace the thorns of yesterday's pain,
Dancing carefree through joy and pain.

Through the petals of nolstagia swirls,
It reminds me of your smile as beautiful as pearls,
Capturing the essence of what was once gleamed
In a garden where forgotten dreams are redeemed





© Teni Writes