Memories

A very arbit poem again.Penned down jointly by Nabanita & me while we were chatting quite a few days back.(months maybe).

Memories
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A long night
no one inside
scattered dreams
hot tears...
rolling down...
down...
and down....
endless memories
makes me trudge back
to the golden days
the days of plight
gone
gone are those days
when I flew like a free bird
shot down
down
shot down
by the burden of expectations.