Memories

Every rainy days
when the very first drizzle,
touches the warm earth
I see her, in the vapour ,rising high above
with a sweet aroma

Every winter
when the icy wind bruises the trees,
shedding their leaves
i see her shivering alone in a distant horizon
craving the warmth of my arms

Every spring
when the nights are clear,
the sun playfully bright
i see her looking, intently in my eyes
Radiating a tipsy smile

Every autumn
When the flower bloom, in different moods
i see her dancing,abstractedly, in the petals
laughing with the flies

Today
After years, all alone ,gazing the stars
I still ask god -
why time can be so cruel but
memories so vivid and alive?

B y :- Tilak Limbu
Jhapa
e-mail :- tilak_limbu@hotmail.com

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