Songs of The Forgotten

By Pilly Madhulika Sree

In the whispers of silence, where memories fade,

Laughter once vibrant now echoes away.

Fleeting moments like leaves in the shade,

Drifting on currents that lead them astray.

Stories once vivid now dimmed to a sigh,

Faded photographs, colours turned pale.

Time weaves its magic; we watch it pass by,

Yet love in our hearts tells an enduring tale.

In corners once filled with dreams that would soar,

Footsteps of yesteryears softly tread.

Though melodies fade and the night calls for more,

The songs of the forgotten will never be dead.

For every tear shed, a tribute to joy,

A reminder of laughter, of pain intertwined.

Though lost in the silence, their echoes deploy,

Whispering softly of the love left behind.

By Pilly Madhulika Sree