Long Lost

little things
like secrets, like stories
are bearers of poignant memories
of sobs and smiles
long lost  in the sands of time

little things
like secrets, like stories
they make home and stay forever
in some forgotten corner
of the mind
waiting to be sought and celebrated
like those broken toys
now left untouched, uncared
in some unattended, undisturbed
corner  in the attic
gathering dust and what not
fading away are their true colors
erasing away the fingerprints
you left on them
that now you hardly remember

little things
like secrets, like stories
come rushing back
in the dark, in loneliness
just to be with you
like companions
real and true
kissing upon wounds
like the way
perhaps, only words could do

~~~~~~~

Asha Seth

31 thoughts on “Long Lost

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  1. Some memories of our lives are are etched in our mind forever.
    I can’t forget the first and last day of my school

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  2. This just makes me want to give you a big hug! I love your writing and this pulls out so many different strands of thought and memory. Your words always seem vital and what you conjure always has plenty of depth. Words make it all alright.

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“I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions.” ― James A. Michener

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