Fragrance of memories

Everyone walks around earring the fragrance of memories

There may some dried rose in every old book

There are cherished stories

There are found and unfound parts

There are so many old , hidden dreams in the eyes

The chains of the society includes

the line at the hands and even the fate

But they have suffered innumerable

Need not to call anybody as already rejected with hesitation

No name on the lips , desperate to come

That love was lovely,the one whom your heart was created by God.it is the best of all

A slow smile, remembering her,I swear there is no answer for her