Yearning
Why do one yearn for something that is no more?
Yet is,
Imprinted on the mind,
A far fetched memory,
A whisper on the skin,
It's just there,
Once the hand tries to grasp it,
It vanishes,
And the heart wails for it,
The mind is no different,
Much worse actually,
Raining with the wind,
Then suddenly it stops,
Leaving one in a bittersweet moment,
Hoping for it to pour,
To dance and mingle with the pain of the minds sky,
To bask with a familiar,
When will the yearning stop?
Could new blissful memories...
Replace this shadow?
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