maitreyee joshi - *Memories

Memories,
In my minds closet,
Or outfits neately folded....

I take them out,
When I wish,
Some so livid,
Textured, coloured,
With bling,
Sometimes pricking.....

Some soft, warm,
Comfortable,
Wash after wash,
And sleepishly dreamy....

Memories,
In my minds closet,
Or outfits,
In vain and desperately,
I try...
To put neately inside,
But they still come,
Flooding out,
And create,
Such a mess......
Thanks to Ali Adamson for his comment which made me add the last stanza.

maitreyee joshi

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