Memory lane

A place we live or go, a place we love; forgo,

We look back when we leave, for the memories they hold

It holds a precious place, and if we cut the chase

We go back in those days, like a sad song after a long time

Leaving it all behind, buried in grave,

There was once garlands here instead.

I’ve written my dreams in this garden at once,

Found comfort in cold, shelter in rain.

A scent so familiar, reminds me of the past

Looking around walking down the memory lane

Reminds me of those days of joy or shame

These broken bricks are witness of my time frame

A crystal shadow appears before,

It shows me everything like a film reel

Then I close my eyes, when I can’t take it anymore

It’s time to leave, I open the backdoor.

All that you’ve done here, doesn’t matter anymore

Caught up in the silence, haunts me like a stranger

No matter how far I go, it keeps calling my name

I witness here my old days, though this place is no longer the same.