The self same evening comes once again
With the golden dying light receding soft
And that piercing sense of solitude and pain
With memories of you and what is past
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At times memories come flooding Unable to contain all, the heart lets them flowing There is some sweetness, though it is pain Yet we fondle those lost moments again and again! ! A sweet little poem... very nostalgic! !
It's a beautiful song by Talat Mehmood. Past memories comes flooding in...Beautiful lines.