Buried in time
The layers of time, lay ahead of me.
Burying all that was and all that ever will be.
Friendships and love, fights and the cares.
All the open bottles, the memories we share.
The rains and the suns, that we spent hand in hand.
The music's and the prayers that we made for eachothers stance.
All those bunked lectures, all those problems faced.
All that good time, that's burying away.
Years from now, I'll go down the memory lane,
Pay you all a visit, have tea and say,
"What a swell life, you and I shared,
Let's all go back, maybe just another day".
For I know all the journey's must come to an end,
But right now I wish, the end was a little far away.
~Samin.
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