Memories Stay

By Joyal Gupta

The crumbled-up papers lie

Unseen in the attic,

A smile is left behind

Even by the feel of 'me.

All those memories that you

Left to burn in the fire,

You can't throw away

The ashes that remained.

All the bruises,

You wish they never fade,

They are nostalgic of the fights,

You now Cherish.

Your head explodes

With a billion screams,

And you feel guilty for

Leaving them unrecognized.

Yet a deep satisfaction lingers,

For it is over now,

Still, you feel complete

Even by the thought of them.

By Joyal Gupta