Conveyance of Memories

     
I wrote our memories on the sparkling sand,
It sparkled for a while then became a dried land.
I conveyed my wishes through drizzling rain,
Sun appeared and it went in vain.
I confessed before the chirping birds,
They flew away after sharing few words.
Then it struck on my mind,
You need not to be bind..
Just close your eyes,
inhale the memories and exhale the sighs.
As worldy mediums are not worthy,
Connection of soul is the only urgency.