Through the memory lanes
Through the memory lanes
It was twilight again
Inhaled the same fragrance
Of the moistened soil
Exhilarating its richness
The rain poured down slowly
Keeping the same rhythm
The sound it made
Echoed through mountains
Nearly at dusk
The images evaporated
The rhymes still available
Gazed out in its significance
The memory filtered through
As the thickness of the fog grappled
The rain dispatched
Through the memory lanes
Leaving the mark behind
Hindering the soul tight...