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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