Amorphous

She was almost free,
Her form turning hazy.
A permanent memory,
Slowly fed to normalcy.

She was almost there,
Residing in his head.
Yet now her secret lair,
Began to wither instead.

She was never confined,
With unpredictable ways.
And little did he realise,
That she had gone away.

-Nameera.


Sometimes we deliberately cling on to people who left us long ago through memories & reminiscents. The problem arises when they hamper our growth toward other spheres in life. Memories slowly fade but their impact lives long enough to strangle us while we live.

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9 Comments

  1. Totally agree.
    We all hold on to things we left behind. Memories!

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    1. Nameera says:

      Yep. Sad, messed up, happy, weird memories.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Each serve a specific purpose.šŸ˜‚

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      Indeed. šŸ˜‚

      Liked by 1 person

  3. Jaya Singh says:

    It touched my heart.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      I’m glad to hear that. šŸ™‚

      Like

  4. poetryfromtheinkwell says:

    How beautifully you have written this truth. I love this, so much.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      Thank you so much!!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. poetryfromtheinkwell says:

        You are welcome!

        Liked by 1 person

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