The remembrance
With the passing of years
I often remember her calls
I remember her wet eyes
which used to remain like clouds in the harsh sunlight
Amid sandy roads and incomplete flights
Now only the memory of her calls remains
In the disorderly days of childhood
Her voice used to follow me like a shadow
And her sad face, drenched in tears
Her years old habit of cursing herself in every small thing
She used to protect me
From the blow of those bad days
So that we don't get separated in the difficulties of the world
Out of her fading sight
Crossing the threshold of childhood
We could not stay in her eyes
In search of a way to live
We kept wandering here and there
And years later, whenever we found her company
We used to be drenched in her shade
That nameless loving image
Often looked sad
In later years,
As if there was nothing to say
She did not have any complaint or any hope left
She just kept looking without blinking
at the colours coming and going on our restless faces!
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏 @vikbuddy
Posted Using INLEO