Yesterday
Poetry
those cherished memories —
smearing fragrances,
spilling colors,
in today’s pages.yesterday, a page written in the past —
forgotten memories,
lost moments,
all safe in the past.
those cherished memories —
smearing fragrances,
spilling colors,
in today’s pages.yesterday, a page written in the past —
forgotten memories,
lost moments,
all safe in the past.
A place for musings to gather around.
A lover of words, blogger, writer, loves stringing words together & adoringly calls them poems. https://vinithadileep.com Reach me at vinitha.dileep@gmail.com