it’s astonishing, how sometimes memories are mere scattered papers gasping for a hurricane to be blown away beyond the horizon of emotions..
a few years back, I met you through my laptop screen..stared at your picture with a mouthful of forevers..
never met you then, yet the stars which peeped through the window every night before I fell asleep were enveloped with teenage pipe-dreams safeguarding our little wishful infinity…
now, the memories are still alive yet, somewhere lost..like the estranged G-talk icon on my desktop, long forgotten to be logged in..
you may curse our damned generation..but, she was the warmth which kept me alive through the winters of my life..
and maybe, memories are just meant to be consigned to oblivion..
-animesh
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midnight clamour 
The depth of your words linger like a familiar fragrance from the past, that is a memory trigger. The first and the alst line of this poem stays, just stays…
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Thanks a lot..your words mean a lot! :’)
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The depth of your words linger like a familiar fragrance from the past, that is a memory trigger. The first and the last line of this poem stays, just stays…
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Excellent – I love the feeling of lost and yet found in your words. And the understanding that in our modern world we may never be close enough to touch!
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Thanks a lot, and yes i agree to your last line!
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Wonderful piece… Absolutely love the first line where memories are likened to papers! ❤
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Thanks ankita 😀
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Sadly, so many things I can relate to. G-talk and forever-promises..
Good write-up ..
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Thank you so much!
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This is brilliant. I’m in awe.
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Thank you so much!
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Thank you for the like! 🙂 Very nice site you have!
Jennifer
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