As I look back

As I look back

And as I look back

and visit the places I went with you ,

A quick flashback takes place

as I find myself right there

by your side , my hand in yours

gazing enchantingly at each other .

A burden of memories,

Lies heavy on my heart

as it realises you are no longer there

Nor is your voice,

Nor are your eyes

and perhaps , that place is just yet another stretch of land

made worthy by our memories, our emotions .

I don’t beam anymore here

like I did that day with you

because you are no longer here

and the images I see are a mirage

an illusory flashback

And nothing, at all , seems true.

— Isha