Memories

One day given to me

All things will become old,

Will be broken or will no longer exist,

By the way, take it along with you.

The bound of the books will be uncovered,

Or would the rats have ever bitten,

Or our relationships,

The termite of the time must have eaten it.

The calendar that tells the date,

In which the photo would have been yours on one side,

What will you do after the years of it have passed,

Maybe you would throw

Yes, it must have been gathered for many years,

I sighed,

I was never thrown.

That old mobile

He must have fallen many times after leaving his hand,

Now you will not keep it with you,

Every day something new comes into the market,

Even at that time, he was new in his own way.

Look, an age has passed,

I am forgetting many things,

That teddy bear might have died after years,

would have got freedom from all relationships,

I stand the same way

Like all old stuff,

Give me freedom from all bondage,

That no memories come after hearing your name,

Any shape like your face,

Don't be on closing your eyes

The way you left all the old things,

In the same way, give me freedom from every relationship.