Memories

Memories



The rainy days,
remind me of those
Childhood days,
when we use to play.

With the cool breeze blowing,
under the open sky.

Oh! Those days
such a bliss!
No pain,Nor stress.

Playing on the roof,
in the house,
under that mango tree
in the summer nights.

Those streets and paths,
those forts, those castles,
those volcanoes, those rivers,
are but memories!

Those friends are too far away,
that land is now miles away,
the time has long since gone.
But the memories are with me
safe and sound. Somewhere within me.