Old Memories
It comes when I feel alone,
It comes and leave me morose,
The memories make me obligate,
I see your shining face,
It is galling to see them with my inner eyes,
Sturdy memories and I thewless,
Whenever busted up, memories conquered.
It comes when I feel alone,
It comes and leave me shoved,
The memories makes me sere,
Oh! My dear ones , where all of you have vanished?
My thirsty eyes to see you all,
Without you , my world is dry and dull.
It comes when I feel alone,
To make me realize that I stand among the hurted ones!
The oldest memories remind me,
I have lost my loved ones!
Written By Yusuf Kathat
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