Good Old Times

Memories, old memories
Whenever I recall them
I get lost

The paths on which we met
How can we forget those
You look back to them now
All seasons will return


Those sweet memories are still cherished
Those sweet talks are still cherished

Eyes, those eyes of yours
I get lost when I recall them
Promises, those promises of yours
I get lost when I recall them

When rain drops
I remember those tears
Tears, your tears
Will fall in my eyes


image courtesy of Megan, The Mom Hood

Added for RDP Saturday – EYES



9 thoughts on “Good Old Times

  1. bushboy October 24, 2019 / 3:31 PM

    Love the verse and the flower shot is fabulous Hammad 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • Hammad Rais October 25, 2019 / 12:28 PM

      Big thanks goes to Megan for capturing that floral snap, which became the inspiration for these thoughts of mine 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  2. camilledefleurville February 14, 2016 / 10:35 PM

    I enjoy the poem very much and the photo particularly fits it. Which came first? In any case, great compliments to Megan for the picture as well as to Hammad for the poem.

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    • Hammad Rais February 14, 2016 / 11:02 PM

      Thanks, Camille!! The picture came first, then the poem

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