Travelling back to the times
in the wagon of memories
that enfolds those old sweet rhymes.
Recollecting every piece of event
and sacks of smile consistent.
I cherish every moment of you and mine,
I remember those old sweet rhymes.
With days so short and stout,
past- watching and noticing you without
making you aware- taking the fact into account.
And nights without you seemed mounts
with your screens flashing hence and forth
in my mind, I waited for the dawn to rise,
I remember those old sweet rhymes.
With every day break,
a new thrill I felt to see you again.
But then pivoting my head at once
at your fortuitous look at me
- appeared as the heart beat raising
moment to be lived and difficult to hide,
I remember those old sweet rhymes.
To hear a word from your side
and to feel your voice in me
that zealous craving of mine.
I miss all that now and then.
I know nothing lasts forever
and so are those past times.
But let me confess my dear...
Yes still, I do remember those
old sweet rhymes of you and mine!