The Mists Of Time

By Aanvi Bagaria

The world you built from the blocks of your imagination

The ship you sailed from the tip of your concentration

The days you spent finding beauty in ugly grime

All lost amongst the mists of time

The castles built from grains of sand

The moments shaped with hand

The memories behind every rhyme

All lost amongst the mists of time

The laughter dies with an echo. As

The nostalgia blesses you with a silent jazz

The hidden intention after every crime

All lost amongst the mists of time

By Aanvi Bagaria