To the Town of Memories

Today I again strolled to

the town of your memories.

I was surprised I still

remembered all its lanes.

I could identify the earthy fragrance

of your memories from a distance.

The sky was lit like

your smile-kissed lips.

The minarets of your beauty

were still showing off.

Far far in those narrow streets,

echoed your hearty laughs.

That promise-shop of yours

was empty today for some reason.

Then away in the distant corner,

I saw the grave bearing my name.

The dense swirls of your hair
still cast a shadow on it.