Poetry- Walk

I want to walk down the memory lane

Without a change of anything in it. 

Good, bad, I love it all

For, the past made

And I am content with where I am. 

Nostalgia hit me. 

I wish to cuddle up in the memories dwelling

in those journeys, where it all seemed real. 

Let it be. Let everything be 

as it was

as it is 

as it will be....

Because memories always deceive!