If it Ever Happens.... |
If it Ever Happens,
When you forget that you hold a matchstick still burning in your hand. When you start following them back, your footprints in sand. When your yesterday, sweetly whispers in your ears, When your memories flow down your cheeks as tears. When nostalgia eclipses the heart and mind and it focus them on the gone time. When your thoughts run randomly like a prisoner set free, or float swiftly like sunlight on quiet sea. When you thick of those close to thee, Just make a brief... a brief reference of me. By Divya Soni |