Spark of her name
The heart just skipped it's beat for a second,
When a spark of her name hit it again.
Those memories flashed,
From which I tried to get unattached.
The heart claimed that it has something still for her,
But the mind knew that will be unsaid forever.
Tears rolled down, remembering every bit of her,
And the eyes got closed.
The night seized in disguise,
In the morning I do realised.
I was just like the sand,
Which was unable to get stuck in her hands.
Again when someday somewhere her name will be mentioned,
Every bit of her will again be remembered.