PLEASE DON'T OPEN MY CLOSET !

I appeal to you with folded hands

Please do not open my closet

Though it is kept unlocked

Many memories keep falling out 

In no sequence or emotions

I cherish each of them either glee or melancholy

You may ask me 

Then why I kept it unlocked 

My answer 

As soon as I feel 

I stack them in piles 

Infact file after file 

I try to arrange in order 

Which I often fail 

Looking at a photo or a sketch

I get carried away 

My humming and songs well recorded

Listening to them once again carry myself to unexplored shores 

Yes , I urge once again not to open my closet 

Opening it leads to

 You knowing me in black and white