Poem82. Timeworn Memories

Timeworn Memories

Being back in teens
fresh natural feelings
no high standard to meet
do what I wish to do.

All those days long back
comes back fresh on mind
not  only remembering
but feels  like re-living.

My hand just goes up
as if to catch the moment
to stop the time forever
to feel that, so precious.

Never had I thought
all was stored inside,
until it got re-winded
the timeworn memories.

Last minute what I did
difficult to remember
but silly, can visualize
all those with open eyes.

So happy but so sad
time had gone away
Yes,taken its toll on me
just a fading flower.


Written for the Poet United's Thursday Think Tank prompt 'Timeworn'.

Poem59.My Wanderings

My Wanderings

Walking on that old street again

as a stranger after many years
those were walks where I had roamed
as a child happy careless .


Here yes, my heart leaps out
as a kid when sees her dear.
This place in the remote village
touched inside ,made me want to cry.


A temple surrounded by small forest
the heart and soul of that village.
So much has changed out there
but was reliving my wanderings.

Beautiful there seemed to me
may be due to the happy memories
wonder what magic that place hold
just being there made me happy.

Do places have effect on us?

Does visiting a place change our moods?

Is it the effect of place or our mind

which is really playing the game?