The Golden Blessings
Memories are golden,
Said my friend;
Forgetting is a blessing,
Refuted another.
If memories are golden,
Why do they bring tears?
If forgetting is a blessing,
Why does it bring punishments?
Memories are golden
For they render wings
To soar into the past,
Into those cherished moments.
Forgetting is a blessing
For it puts a veil
Over those dark moments,
That bruised the heart.
Memories are golden
And forgetting, a blessing
For without these two,
The life is but a wingless bird!!
Thursday 24 July 2008
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Memories are golden
And forgetting, a blessing
For without these two,
The life is but a wingless bird!!
well written...Golden memories shine brighter over time..and time helps us forget things we want to..
@mathew
thanku.....u hav captured the essence of ma poem in two lines....time is the hero as well as the villain in evryone's life....thanku so much fr reading thru...
u r right
thanku rajive..
This is a brillaint work. A poem with a balanced outlook and its still short and crisp.
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