Chanting through the dull fog,
Knowing each other on unknown stations were real extremedies,
Hiding to witness each other feel the loss of separation,
Yet we can only call back those moments recalled as memories.
Shouting goodbyes on those hill sides,
Missing each others did bring love closer with remedies,
We used to push further the longing and hide in pain of separation,
Yet the lasting effect can only state those facts recalled as memories.
It can't bring the joy we had together,
It can't speak the glory in our eyes for missing never,
No choice in form of memories can help in recalling reality,
It will only remain as statements not recorded ever.
They can't suffer by giving relaxed mind set being true,
They can't suffocate how hungry we are in our last moment,
Things can't be brought back in the name of memories making the reality again,
The world may recite our love but we are the empty ferment...