SUN ALSO SETS IN
Oh God the hands which spread before you
Prevent them from being spread before people
,
What is memory have you ever thought?
Memories arelike photo album in life.
Memories without imagination are like
Blank papers
Mirror does not lose its characteristics
Even after breakinginto pieces,
Retains always itsfeatures and
Characteristics
Ages ago we become independent
From colonial rules
Alas! Rulers changed but not
Ruling styles
Since long heart is sad asked for
The reasons; came the reply
From heart there is nopeace at all
Often there comes a cry from the
Depth of my heart while alone
As if crying for the lost love in pain
Have your ever seen rusted clock
Never leada life of rusted clock
Memories are the co-travellers
Of loneliness
Never live like a prisonerof
Memories in life
All admire rising sun in life
But remember sun too sets in
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Nicely penned. Thank-you. Never live as prisoner of memories but play stories to inspire hope. Even sun too sets that's true.