I wanted it to be forgotten
But they denied it
Why would it pass away like a shadow?
Why would it be likened to a mist?
A flower to their eyes it is
The scent filling their nostrils
Its not a ghost neither is it a myth
But something tangible and real
Something tattooed onto their hearts
They want the whole world to know about it
They want to shout it from the top of a mountain
Its not a corpse that shld be buried deep down the ground
But something special to them all
Though I wanted it to be forgotten,
They came along with their craziness
And helped me to forget ........
Yes I forgot forgetting the unforgettable event