Some poems come from stars, and
some stars are poems themselves that
left from earth, as a memento
of love-
Not her photo, but her scent in our closeness.
My favourite memento ❤️-
Life is a chance to create something special which leaves their memento
for people who loves you
But you may be distracted by lots of hindrance even if you have to show your strength
Always be positive to give right approach to your life.................-
"My life is Memento"
Your memento gifts are more vital than my breathing
Your soul always with me like a guardian angel and for me that is enough to achieve everything.
Blanket always falls off bed in cold winter night
still I feel warmth because in my dream you hug me tight.
Whenever summer heat pierces my flesh and thought
Your memory blows like cold air that gives me solace and comfort.
Thunder and lightning always strikes over my back
Your memory falls down in the form of rain and that slowly turns my dry heart into a lake.
-
He vaguely remembers his childhood with
his grandpa
walking with him, tickling his beard, sitting on his back, climbing onto his shoulders
and all the unending happiness
if only he could go back in time,
if only if only.-