Disguise Friend

Many winds of time passed, and there you stand

Healing my wounds oft from these solitudes,
Shared tear and giggles of then still to cherish,
Yet, if I search through my inner veins,
Somewhere I still see myself being a part of you.

May be you’re gone so far? Still your soul may breath,
A name inside of you too, never to be forgotten,
Or I may be mistaken; friends do come and fade,
In the eyes of those, remembering often to ignore.

Some part of me might enlighten yourself, if you ask today,
A question, How can you forget if you are still breathing?
A name hidden in your core,  with these time winds to remember.

-Digvijay Thapa