Kshipra is a student pursuing masters from JNU, India. She loves reading and writing poetry and wants to publish her poems someday.
Take me back to those memories,
of my courtyards and melodies
that grandma created in morning chants,
flowing like wasted time on verdant fields,
playing with old friends, which no longer can be.
For sinousity of many a places that I ve been to
is resting heavily and I supplicate
Let the stars design a magic spell,
a time machine which brings me to crossroads,
again, from where I walked into this maze.
Let those symphonies, lost with her be found
And my heart , be sewn with them around.
Where sparrows greeted dawns, heavens met;
in the two yard sheets that covered my bed.
In rickety shelves, makeshift huts, where symphonies dwelt.
Into those pretty symphonies of memories, immerse myself!
© 2018 Kshipra Pal
Kshipra Pal (author) on October 16, 2018:
Thank you so much for your kind words. It matters a lot! I am glad that you liked it.
Tim Truzy from U.S.A. on October 14, 2018:
Hello, Kshipra Pal,
Thank you for turning words into a beautiful score to memories.
I enjoyed your flowing moving work.
Kshipra Pal (author) on October 06, 2018:
That was an interesting observation, Mark! Thank you for reading it ! Also, I would love to watch that scene of Cinema Paradiso that you mentioned... sound great !!!
Mark Tulin from Santa Barbara, California on October 05, 2018:
This poem reminds me of the final scene of Cinema Paradiso, the music and the memories are connected.
Kshipra Pal (author) on October 05, 2018:
Maya that imagery of the waterfall was unique and beautiful! Thank you for reading it ...
Maya Ellenson from Hobe Sound, Florida on October 04, 2018:
I like the musical flow of your poem with memories, falling like waterfall.