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down someone's memory lane she took me once
back ,back on the road from where she comes
ti's the same yet different path to walk on
surrounded by weathered edges
frozen,sketched in crayon stretching for miles
straight and crooked, bending, unbending,  paths meeting,
paths leaving
all similar.........unending
coming and going through the thick foliage grown
of desires old,  broken
trampled by feet known
unknown
the patches of light
of dreams,
of gains
flow past and in aftermath
what remain
are the rough realms of that rugged path black
dark the path is
lit by rays weak and strong
by fires feeding on desires
emotions
passions gone wrong
they burn
they make a searing pain start
those smouldering cinders still stuck in her heart
leaving damp cheeks in their wake
some drops rolled across aging lines
and thus she spake
time and again when fate's dart would rain
all's lost only the pains remain
glowing
guiding at every dark bend
times when i have cried "may this road end"
so despite the gloom moments have brought
to learn
to become wiser i have sought
Let us turn back
back again at once
to meet whatever new
on this road comes walking with her a truth
i had gained
yet there was a curiosity which remained
i asked her " hows been life "
say what you would she looked back longingly and said
"life
life's been good" -
abhi
enigmaofyore (2/9/05 6:38:12 AM):
i hp u like it as it is composed on the chat i had once with u ,bye