Oktoberfest 2019

As I tread down that memory lane again

Then a weary self among faces plain

Now transformed to an emblem of eternal beauty

A mark of happiness which time can but not scar by ticking constantly

No sooner faces acquire names they tend to grow

And their essence dwindle raising a brow

So as a distant observer forever be in bliss

Like water flowing calm and without a hiss

And so does flowers unpicked bloom longer

Create a harmony and an expression stronger