your smell remind of past
few decades ago I lost
when walking through wood
you put your hand in pocket
remove watch locket,
there they were
dry fruits, sweets,
my good behaviour treat
few handed over
for today’s walk
curiosity talks
Why, what, how, when
Air, Earth, snow and rain
Memory lane, says stop
Let the past vanish, suddenly drop
as when I remember I cry in pain
why time never comes back again
sometimes you really want it to
perhaps in few years you take the mettle,
impart what was given as a gift
be the old sage, destiny’s lift
fill pockets with sweet, savoury treats
walk with young on summer retreats
