uninvited memories

In the middle of my work ,

i was stunned by an uninvited memory.

A memory of being free, without any work,

all time fun without any job.



In the middle of my loneliness,

i was greeted by an uninvited memory.

A memory of being accompanied with friends,

a sense of accomplishment without any threat.



In the middle of my sadness,

i was consoled by an uninvited memory.

A memory of being happy and gay,

full of pleasure without any sound of cry.



In the middle of my nervousness,

i was encouraged by an uninvited memory.

A memory of being confident and determined,

that made me won over every defeat. 





by srishti