Memories Come

May be someday
I too will learn to forget
and then it will all be normal.
But till then I will let the memories
wickedly savor on the wounds
little by little.
Or may be memories are like people;
They too get fed up
feeding on the same old thing over and over.
They might stop finding it tasty and exotic
and then stop coming.
Till then I will let it enjoy.
And for now I will just share
a quote by Paulo Coelho’s
“The axe always forgets;
The tree always remembers”
-Vinod



Categories: Poetry

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