Memory

Poem By T.P. Vinod

Memory
is a banned currency.

When captured in
the market of dreams
with these currencies,
the culprits are
exiled from the present tense.

Comments about Memory

Time has always been poetic subject, despite its scientific rudness. Floating across time is as artisitic as anything else. So let the imageries thrive on, let the imagination whip up. stanlee New Delhi


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