In the depths of my soul, where memories reside,
Lies a forgotten realm, where moments hide.
Once, I too was a poet, weaving words with grace,
But now, the verses elude me, lost without a trace.
Yesterday, in contemplation with my heart's plea,
I discovered fragments of a love once felt by me.
Yet, any forelock, any lips, any tender touch,
Evade my recollection, like whispers in the hush.
......
In the depths of my soul, where memories reside,
Lies a forgotten realm, where moments hide.
Once, I too was a poet, weaving words with grace,
But now, the verses elude me, lost without a trace.
Yesterday, in contemplation with my heart's plea,
I discovered fragments of a love once felt by me.
Yet, any forelock, any lips, any tender touch,
Evade my recollection, like whispers in the hush.
......