Greetings!!
Flowers are flowers, they are beautiful the way they are, it doesn’t matter how big or how small they are, they smile at you, when they dry they become a part of your memory in your books or frames.
-HPKahin
Tag: Memory
vaGue-he was lost
He had a vague memory,
He was looking for his origin,
His plane was crashed,
Landed on an island, no man,
But only coconut trees,
A feeling of exile,
He was fighting for survival,
It seemed like he was in primitive age,
He invented the fire again,
Rubbing the two stones,
Living a life all alone,
He was making his new memory,
With all new inventions,
He was literally at a noman’s land!
2. Wrinkled MemOries-I lived
I stumbled in front of a glass door,
the reflection disclosed,
how pretty you looked at your young age,
without any visible folds on the face,
I stumbled back in that age,
where I laughed, I winked, I smiled without a drift, I made faces and I lived,
I cared for I loved and I worried about future,
I entertained my kids,
I expressed my soul in all possible ways, as I lived, I loved, one, we call life,
in return, I got some stamps as wrinkles on my face, of moments I cherished,
I lived and I loved,
and now, all the memories brought twinkles in my eyes!
Every wrinkled face is a proof that he or she has lived every emotion of life!
FeelPurple 
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