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Pitter-patter of Memories
Pitter-patter of memories
In the wee hours of the night.
Reminiscence or stories,
Bitter alike.
The lilt of your voice
like music unheard.
From the other world, sways.
I flutter like a trapped bird.
Pitter-patter of memories
In the morning's soft glow.
An old friend or a nemesis
No one knows.
My dream imbued tears
Make my cheeks coruscate.
While chasing the stars
I lost to my fate.
Pitter-patter of memories
At nightfall.
A barren land or an oasis,
Both untold.
© wandering_star
In the wee hours of the night.
Reminiscence or stories,
Bitter alike.
The lilt of your voice
like music unheard.
From the other world, sways.
I flutter like a trapped bird.
Pitter-patter of memories
In the morning's soft glow.
An old friend or a nemesis
No one knows.
My dream imbued tears
Make my cheeks coruscate.
While chasing the stars
I lost to my fate.
Pitter-patter of memories
At nightfall.
A barren land or an oasis,
Both untold.
© wandering_star
