Have you ever felt the smell of time?

Have you ever felt the smell of time?

Do you remember the fragrances of vine?

Past, which will never come back

But will always be there with us awake

Do you remember the smell of that afternoon

when birds used to sing and croon

Do you remember the smell of that tree

under which you sat free

And waited for your rickshaw puller

because that day school was fun 

& at the same time hectic and fuller

Slowly reaching your sweet home,

as it was too hot a day for 

rickshaw puller to pull it alone

There were other mates also sitting in it

And it smelled like a nest full of birds 

chirping gloriously in the jungle of concrete

And then suddenly comes a huge cloud 

and embraces sun like a lover hug's

and behaving himself as a smug

Abruptly ambience started smelling good

I was floating in the glory of cloud's hood

It was a mirage & was misunderstood

The sun was indeed very strong

and it can not never go wrong

Still its rays were piercing our skin 

and I was smelling of chagrin

I cant look at the sun

as if it is a part of some sin

It will go and send the moon soon

till then I may smell a bane or a boon

Moments fly like this, and days pass 

Smells become brighter like a wrasse

Fleshy lips, powerful teeth & brightly coloured

And then smell changes to colour 

Which will always be there with us 

till we are alive & jive 

it will always be our saviour

'The smell'

#Memoirs of GONE