As we descend slowly by the time <br />moments flicker away like flints from fire <br />many a untold stories yet heave away <br />eyes look back meandering by reminiscence <br /> <br />lofty ideals by desire of halcyon days <br />slowly scale off from the skin of dream <br />unknowingly extruded by winds of tear <br />making almost alienated from world of dream <br /> <br />do we make mistakes somewhere in-between <br />while trudging path of unrequited love <br />like one-way traffic in a hurried city <br />passion seems to recall by memorabilia, <br />like luscious glow left behind yet unshared<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/passion-when-recalls/
