Saturday, March 28, 2009

Hmmm....

some pearls have fallen
and the color has begun to fade
on the gift that brought smile
tears are taking shade


the letters are crumpled
but the smells still last
the lonely kerchief rests
a key to a beautiful past

the sea and the bench are still there
as happy and loving can be
steps just don't turn anymore
and memories don't flee

life is a product of deservings, may be!
so in loneliness it gets levelled
on all the hopes of love and longing
the dust has finally settled.