Moments And Memories

By Manisha Bisht

You cannot take anything from here,

Neither the pain nor the pleasure.

Everything you feel will be forever frozen in this moment,

You carry along only the sublime essence, a silhoutte uncertain.

The memories;

a weak reflection trapped in our meager minds,

Like ghosts these try to seek the locked doors

A way back to our heart these try to find.

But the true spirit is in there,

in that moment whose key is lost in the fathomless sea of time.

The moment which we created and owned,

but now its neither yours nor mine.

It just belong to the time.

By Manisha Bisht