the foliage of memories are scented
and fragrant
blowing over the mind and the inner self
they aromatise
they cling to the soul
like a part of my own
they are part of my existence
like a past story
or some pages of history
very close to me
no they don't hold me tight
don't even leave me
they are like the passed dates silent
like some lessons to be learned
or like the serpents
embraced around the sandalwood trees
then at times a silky vibgyor
ever soft and warm
velvety and cool
amazing is their inner core
they tickle sometimes
ever loving
they caress with love
these foliage of memories
they are like partners
so are their shadows
if you forget them sometimes
they shake you up
also open the eyes of knowledge
stroke the heart
i feel these foliage of memories
are like books
hiding the secret of infinity
standing silent
they read me
©®Madhumita
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