I have kept our memories as a souvenir
hoping you will pay a visit some day.-
I'm more admired than loved
Like a ruin preserved
in a museum
Everybody loves to pay a visit
Take my poems like souvenirs
Nobody dares to hold this ruin
It might break
Nobody dares to put it back
where it belongs in the wild
Maybe because it might
never be found again-
Ever had those feelings where you tried every word in the dictionary to explain them and still no word came even remotely close to describe what you feel?
It's as if you are cheapening and insulting your emotions by even trying to scale them with any amount of words and so you decide to let them run free. You close your eyes and you feel them moving through your veins, filling your every cell with their magnificence and you let yourself be drowned by their sheer magnitude 'cause in that moment, you are more alive than you ever were and more dead than you ever could be.
Those kind of feelings!-
More alive than I ever was
and more dead than I ever will be,
Bittersweet emotions,
souvenir like scars
that will last a lifetime
reminiscent of a love
that was beyond life and time.-
One of my favourite souvenir of love and betrayal is the person I became.
-
we are broken pieces.
broken pieces
of an ancient vase,
we are not meant to
rot like the fallen flower
we are meant to be
a souvenir.-
I gave you a model of the Taj Mahal
As a souvenir of the day you gave
your heart to me.
If you someday take it back,
I would give you a real Taj Mahal as a
Souvenir of the moment of your parting !-
I may not be able to put you back from your pieces,
but
I surely can give you a part of me as a souvenir.-