Reminisces..

Bitter,

   Sweet,

      Sour,

         is how nostalgia tastes..

Flipping furtively through the old photographs,

Realization hits,

         you look different,

         than how I remember..

And I pause,

           disturbed..

               then reminisce,

                   trying to re-collect,

                             and sigh heavily..

Faint,

     Laden,

         Sweet,

               And Acrid,

                  is how nostalgia smells..

What ensues is,
         a long gaze,

         and a blank stare,

                  at nothing in particular..

While the heart fills-in, 
         with the completeness felt,

                                two decades ago,

         and the void felt ever since..

And I remember you..
         not how you look,

                          in the old and wrinkled yellow tinted pictures,

         but just the way you did in real..

And I remember,
        the clock turned back,

                         to the times,

               when you were small,

                          and I was smaller..

And I remember the laughter,

         and the joys,

                 carefree giggles,

                          and the best of moments..

And while you are not here,

             under the same gray sheet of the sky,

                         dotted with eternal stars,

                                         with the beam of moonlight..

You are with me..

        You are with us,

                You will continue to always..

                       

Until we meet again,

          on the other side..