I am tired now.
Memories in the treasury start fading.
Have been protecting them
from becoming dead for the last six years.
Nevertheless, this struggle never knocks at your door.
Ocean never knows the cries of the seabed.
Alas! I feel sad,
as memories continuously heading towards death.
Breathing gets heavier while remembering you.
Never come for me
but come for the sake of memories
as here on the Earth
these are signs of humans' existence.
Long live time!
Long live space!
And long live memories!
My desire for your touch
can save the lives of the memories.
And your arrival?
It can bloom the flowers in the treasury.
Prayers!
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11.04.2026
Rahul Khandelwal
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