Memories

Once upon a time

God created humans

and gave them nothing

Truly depicted

A man when born

Neither brings anything

When dies

Nor take anything

What just last with him

Are

Memories… 

They are created

But never destroyed

They are a source of happiness

But too a reason of loneliness

Some decay with time

Only the ones which aren't prime

Truly quoted by someone:

Memories come into existence

When someone

Some moments

Get shaded with time ……

Memories are picture

Picture of experience….

Experience good or bad….

Small or big….

Engraved on our heart

Time passes

Everything in life

Seems like is being snatched…

Then only these memories

Become our fuel of living for the

Rest of life….