Thursday, January 12, 2012

Some stay

Some memories always stay
the same extent of yesterday.
But they grow deeper today
Pull me in from the quay.

In threads of dark streams
a river runs in my dreams.
Taking with it the memory-tombs
while the Present hurriedly combs.


Usha Pisharody said...

Some stay,
Some pull away,
Yet we dream on
Happy or forlon
And so whether past or present
Memories plague us with their scent :)

Lovely verse as always, Trinath.

Avi said...

Meter verse from you, after a long time!

Musings of a wanderer said...



Starting the year in meter.