Indeed are memories the most friendly foe

When these memories bang our door,

Get alive and put in its soul,

They then bring such an unexplainable glow

But they haughtily exclaim themselves to be worst of foes,

When in solitude we beg for them to be revived

Proving their statement right they brush our request aside

These memories give giggles and tears

And a glance of people,

Getting away from whom once was our biggest fear

To our emotions, these memories give out a cold sneer

“Past is a good place to visit but not so good to stay”

They make it very clear

These memories make us remember their origin

That was

the time when we gave life a big cheer…


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