Memories

Sometimes memories are better forgotten.
Sometimes they’re not,
But some memories are harder to bear,
Because in the end all happiness gets disappear.

I know that looking back on the tears 
Would make me laugh 
But never knew that looking back 
On the laughs will made me collapsed

When someone you love becomes a memory 
Memory becomes a treasure 
The real moment gets disappeared 
But you will always have the memories to displeasure

Memories hunts me every time 
Memories scratch up from inside 
Thinking about how you forget 
Those random memories that made us smiled

                                                                              Pranav Dhakal

This poem is about: 
Me

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