memories......

Have u ever felt that pain
when your world seems to end
and u can no longer spend
those moments mere memories now...
to be cherished and kept healthy
or to be locked and be wealthy
enough mysterious and mind blowing
they often compel me to ve a spell flowing
a spell enough magical to white wash,
my mind of the golden ash
the ash of tht lost time
which still melancholy chimes
in chorus with the silence
of tht broken violin
wht to be done of those sagging strings
wish they could be turned to a spiral spring
a spiral spring to rewind the time
break the silence n stop the chime....
but i know this is just a stupid dream
curd cant be turned back to cream....
and life goes on like this......
with those memories......
which all started when I lost a friend!