People come and go in our life
They are the pictures
Sketched in our mind
Either remembered or forgotten
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And the pictures sketched in the heart are hard to be erased Beautiful sketch of memories that sustain. A poem so nicely written. 10 marks.
Muse! ! Life and death. People come and go. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Beautiful and factual observations! Enjoyed reading it! Yes, each face we meet leaves a picture in the mind either vivid or blurred. Some are soon to be erased or to be framed to stay for ever! Some get dim in course of time. Unfortunately some do not fall in the lens of mind's camera!
the pictures sketched in the heart are hard to be erased A lovely poem, pictures made on a heart though turned dim but often come in dreams.
Hi Rini, Beautiful poem on memories; what remains in our mind of the the people and incidents we get acquainted with in our life. Some leave lasting impressions. Some live for a short time. On some we have just a fleeting glimpse. But everybody and everything affect our lives in one way or other. Though some pictures are, as if scored on water- disappears even before drawn..Thorough observation.. A 100++ to you rini.
A lovely poem on non-erasable memories. Thanks for he sharing. 10 for it.