Tell me Why do you keep coming back, memories! Like a child who comes home at dusk Embracing the evening You kiss my forehead with affection
You know The time stretched and extended Like elastic Stays at the same place When innocent giggles used to go out on a ride, In paper boats As soon as the drops started playing When the rainbow was not in the sky But used to peek into little eyes
But in the rains the same drops Don't play cymbals Now they fall On the cemented floors With wet eyes, Complaining
In the rains of memories The mind Makes a splash Looks silently like a bird with wet wings It ignores even the piece of sunlight
Every evening I ask each leaf that has fallen The reason for its falling I hum, A song in their ears And take a promise from them To remain green again
If any leaf does not fall I steal it The moisture from the wind I transfer it into the piggy bank Buried in the ground I grab Some golden coins By pushing aside the clouds And place them in their palms
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