LOST

Evanascent memories remain at the back of my mind.
Somewhere lost in discovering the chimerical thoughts.

The pleasant fragrance of the raindrops
Wetting the earth,
Bring the jewels of season back.
As if an epoch has just begun,
Humming the songs of spring.

Spreading alacrity in the surroundings
Deep down I hear the voices of an innocent child,
Telling to once again rejoice.


The reminiscent eyes look to the rain
With hope...

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