I know I lost my memories somewhere!
Unformed notes scattered with no care.
On scrapes of paper, thoughts have no time to evolve.
Pictures I meant to draw with no resolve.
The crooked branches of a tree;
A twisted mouth of sanity!
Lines that never found their end.
I put them somewhere in a bend.
Never meant to discard those.
How would I erase those pose?
Moments of spontaneous sight.
Visitation of clarity at night.
All buried somewhere,
The bits and pieces of we, there.
I know I put them somewhere;
To finish them someday with care!! …