I am So much..

Not like the sugar-coated advisory,

I will display the future on board,

Talking like honey,

Is not my nature,

When you approached me,

I have mentioned,

I have so much to handle,

Like a never-ending drama on TV,

That old radio play in the childhood,

The great Banyan tree in the village,

Those metal leaves in the function,

Jasmine flowers in the garden,

I am like every other thing,

Which stays in memories,

I can be refreshed like them,

But,

You can't hold on to me,

Like a child,

Who doesn't want to grow up,

You should be like a photo frame,

Who accompanies us,

Together in everything,

Like a tool online,

Which makes the pics brighter,

The sad part is,

People forget photo frames,

As the time passes,

They will become cold,

And curses the memories,

You have to join in those circles,

To disappear into long queue lines,

And to be forever.