The Thief of Memories

By Hooriya Fatima

I know a nefarious thief. 

The most quintessence of them all, Who’ll surely spare me in doom. 

He takes it all 

Everything’s that’s loved, 

And by the position of the stars, 

He’s always unloved. 

And all my efforts are, but futile No one has ever halted him So how can I? 

My knees are raw, 

But he’s malevolent. 

None but Erebus has mercy for him. 

It wreaks me,

How he won’t perish, 

In scalding waters and scorching flames. 

He bothers not, 

How everyone loathes him. 

The worst thing he steals are memories. It haunts me, 

How willingly they sneak through my eyes. Like unbeknownst they’re mine, 

But be-known they belong eternally to time Hopelessly I sham myself, That it’s his shenanigans, 

That they don’t somber, 

While leaving me in shambles. 

Oh to know my cordolium When time steals memories.

By Hooriya Fatima