Change so often

I constantly change

from yesterday till today

many moods

many thoughts

some I remember

mostly I forgot

oh! I changed the keys I brought

gaveĀ  away theĀ  paper you got

I still say..I never changed

the cold yukky broth

I still like black polka dots

flowers in pot


Erasing Efforts

Shattered to pieces
Finally deleted
Yet, retained in memory
Like a lost love


roses at your feet

are dead and wronged

defeated in bloom

with deadly thorns