A hail to the moments, which were left in a haste;
unpraised, unspoken.........
A look into those moments, whose memories have become;
an immemorial token.........

Half sunk in those sands,
Half buried in those memories;
Lie those moments somewhere,
Which once had been our cherished trophies.........

With some lies, spoken for some truths,
and some truths, spoken for some lies;
Confined to be castigated for once,
But, finally lost in those million tries.........

This universe is a strange place,
A voice then slowly whispered.........
There is more sadness, to be coated,
As compared to the happiness, to be filtered.........