Her memory laid deep in my heart buried
Digging it up made my thoughts bleed
Impregnated by togetherness and gestated by mourn
Memory like a baby was thus born
An ageless creature that fed on time
It led me on a bygone journey sublime
Within its temporal stride
I found all the moments my life comprised
Baby took me to a strange place
There were copious footprints with no human trace
It was a desert of time with moments strewn around
and a teary ocean that made the surround
I sat beside the ocean calm and deep
Reflecting on the promises to keep
Baby was playing with the ocean and sand
A puzzling sight I could not understand
And there came a tempestuous blow
The wind called remorse started to flow
Few grains of sand got inside my eyes
Moments of heartache and despise
I looked at the ocean calm and deep
I immersed my head to soothe my eyes
An ocean met with an ocean with a profound disguise
The ageless baby again took me on the wings of imagination
Reminding me
"Memory is history with corroboration and sans it a delusion
"Memory is history with corroboration and sans it a delusion
I am the reality you create
I am the void you fabricate
I took place in a distant past
I am there as long as you last
I am not real or fake
But you have a choice to make"
Overwhelmed by the didaction
I dug up the debris of time
Killed and buried that poetical rhyme
Thus, I exorcised the apparition
And felt a sense of submission
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