Sunday, October 4, 2020

Memories

Some need polish,

Because they become vague and diminish,

Others seem muffled

Which just fade away


Some are crystal clear, 

Because like it happened here

Others seem so real

Which is just a touch away


It be a celebratory milestone

Or just a partying remembrance 

They are elated etched 

Ready to relive without a fetch 


It be a stormy night 

Or just the morning sweat

They are painfully hidden

Ready to stay without no reason


Black, white, red or blue 

Colours in them are so true

About the journey unread

Of millions of moments unsaid


Carrying with me memories golden,

Of mountains, flowers, stars and ocean.