#sedghi
I died as i sip, the last inch drop of memories...
Tasteless, unfragrant, fragmented vacancies...
Recollecting, regulating the blurry negligible visions...
Recalling, rewriting, summarizing the Summaries
It felt like Treachery, disregarding this treasury...
life is a Memory, and then it is nullity...
Or at least that's what the wise man said...
We drown ourselves in each shot and swim out with a sigh
Sometimes with a gloom and sometimes with a smile
But in the end, both fades away,
And oh how quickly they fade away...
As if waves washing away our names written on the shore...
it fades out to presence, to sense another sore
sores, like old chest boxes, we dive deep in each,
swimming into it's memories, bone narrow they breached
like Leeches, we **** on our melancholy as we silently screech
watching pains as days turning to wrinkles, as closer we reach
We build our future, though we live for the past...
We all get obsessed and we all get attached...
We move forward to looking back trying to find a meaning...
But after all, Life is a memory, and then it is nothing...
Or at least that's what the wise man said
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 5:37 PM UTC