Memories

They make us laugh,

they make us glare,

they make us up and they even break us down,

they are one which we live for and we live for those which they... made of...

Some are good some are bad but, both are a bag of 'Heed'.

They are made, when we do something different, from the regular ones... 

One can't see those with the eye of their body but, those can be seen by the eye of their 'Soul'...

Sometimes they are worthy, sometimes they are nobody...

But, sometimes they make us 'SOMEBODY'...

A Thinker, a Worker, a Follower, or an Admirer...

They are from the past, which helps our future with a moment in our present...

Thinking about those helps us renew our mistakes, before 'Occurrences' in future...

Because, everything is made up of your past, doing the work in the present and preparing your future...

"Memories, grab the attention of the one who thinks of them and even of the one who runs from them... but, their replacement occurs only when one's intentions are clear in the name of Life."