I always forget the keys

Do you remember the picture
We took on beach,
Relics of sensual nights
Elegance of summer days
All is there in my drawer

But, I have lost the keys

I lost keys ,when I needed most
Whenever something precious
Was required, when someone was waiting for
Money kept in locker, and above all
When I crave for childhood
Pictures there in the drawer

I forget the keys

I have forgotten the keys, of
The cage I entered willingly
Made by bones and muscle,
In adolescence I fell prey to beauty of
Its interior, but now as its guile is open secret

I have forgotten the keys

I always forget the keys