poems by heart

Reminisces of past

Time passes so fast;
things people all last ,
harsh reality of time,
Whether a stone fallen apart or a monument built with whole heart, Nothing last.
Petals are wide open all colours bloom and blast ;
Honeycomb feeding and fresh scent diffuses all over and apart,
These nature's beauty will also last,
Just smell exits in heart of thine ,
Things all else departs.
As I walk down the memory lane ,
I confronts ,
Reminisces of past , Reminisces of past.

(Many a time past is to hard to be forgotten , some memories are forever types)