Lingering Memory Lanes

Lingering Memory Lanes fill my void;

I hit the bull  but bait

for the sweet roses around the bushy thorns.

I etched the minds of those paintings

flowering all of a sudden on a blank sheet.

I missed my bus without any buzz.

She called me to lit the lamp.

I am a light beyond darkness.

Why should I make her bright out of blues?

I am browned off to frown upon her request.

Thy smiling lulls my sensuous heart.

I am out to trade off with thy heart.

Minting her voiceless thoughts.

I mask my ideas in black and white.

She travels through my beaming streams of dreams.

I whistle for helping hands...

She whisked me away without any reason.

Little Doubt now, about her connivance.

Grilled my mindless passions to walk away with her.

I am all alone to fight my battle;

None knows how it shapes...

Everything lingers in my memory lanes