Guiding Light

Dreaming our paths to cross,

Before memory loss.

Those little cherished moments,

My treasure chest’s components.

In my up and down,

How you stood beside me without a frown.

And in middle of flight,

Withdrew leaving me in plight.

Just like a bullet hit your flesh,

It’s thrust in your mind still fresh.

Keeps you dazed for some time

So for a couple of days lost in thoughts divine

Shedding pain through eyes in grind

For peace of mind

Yet those words pierce through my heart

Every piece of advice that my

growth impart.