Wednesday, April 08, 2015


Winter nights
Are the best times
To reminisces
As the chilly air
Filled with melancholy
Surrounds my senses
And my mind once again
Takes a walk
Down the highway
Of memories
Desperately searching
For the milestones
Of relations
That have faded over time
But all that the mind finds
Are some forgotten images
That flash by
And a few discarded dreams…
The thick fog
Of indifference
Limits my vision
Making me trip
Over bits and pieces
Of long forgotten conversations
That echo of relations
That were left behind to die…
Yes, winter nights
Are the best times
To reminisce

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