Holding Memories...

When alone in solitude
or when the mood is just not there,
The mind begins its wild process
in profound thought something I stare.

With feet firm on the ground
and head in a large grey cloud,
The mind within begins to travel
a journey to make the memories proud.

In this subtle trance I realize
the whole setup is like a feast,
Of memories that are linked up
I may not rejoice but accept atleast.

Memories begin to pour in
and I experience them without a blink.
It seems so amazingly real,
that in its pool I gradually sink.

I'd recall that rebellious kid in me
or those lovely moments at school.
Not a day would go without a prank,
of the teachers I'd make a fool.

Those completely carefree days.
It seemed I had wings to my feet!
I'd live life to its fullest,
and like a queen myself I'd treat!

And in the pursuit of my dreams,
those several mistakes I made.
The various things I learnt from them,
and the penalties that I paid.

That strife to find the answers,
would render satisfaction immense.
I'd struggle to follow my heart,
full of things that made no sense.

Those moments with a few good friends,
are so very close to my heart.
Those form a silver lining on the cloud
and I shall never let them part.

And the more you get a hold on them,
they move ahead driving you insane!
The bare reality appears stark before,
but the memories still remain...

I shrink back the with the thought,
that those moments just can't stay.
They come by playfully to tease you,
and then leave you come what may.

Like a perfect flower beyond your reach.
In a dark sky a peaceful moon.
Or the rainbow across the horizon,
Those moments have also gone too soon...

I am now back on my feet,
only to understand.
Though a part of me would feel void now,
I have the rest of my Life in hand!

MEMORIES come crashing through,
and smoothly sail away.
Those moments have gone a bit too soon,
But that's all that I can say...

~ Pri..