Memory Lane

Walking down the memory lane

I drew your face on the windowpane

I am drifting in my heart

It beats for you so listen without restrain

Thousand sun and ten thousand stars die and

I count the expressions on your face

Your each smile is a sweet remembrance

A joyful and perpetual ambience

A tomorrow with you is a gift from yesterday

A today with you is a gift every day

I drew your face on the windowpane

I am walking down your memory lane

Like a bird on a spring’s eve – singing

Your voice kindles a fire in my heart when

It is the memories I am bringing.

By Sushant Thapa

From: Nepal

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