Abstract Art

These days..

I have so many, not-so-secret

trysts with nostalgia

yes, even now

a faint fragrance or a melody

a glimpse of a photo or a poetry

somewhere, sometime

would throw me headlong

into these blind dates

blind for sure

because I recall

only what I felt back then

no faces seen

no voices heard

don't know exact when

did I but decide to forget them

those faultless faces

those veracious voices

don't mistake them 

for being a pain

really, they were no pain

but it's a little difficult

to remember them the same

it's not them but my eyes,

that now see the change

my memories

aren't monochrome reels anymore

they seem more like 

a vibrant abstract art!

- Krutika Tawde