Memory Etched in Time

a poem by Rajendra Raj Khare

A line gets etched on paper
Reminding of your flowing hair

Hold your thoughts close to myself
Despite, your image gets blurred

Drinking the tears of sadness
A poetry gets written

In my dreams, bending with tenderness
Light of sun, a reality dawns

A stray memory, calls your name
Raj, this identity of yours, why it gives pain?