The past drifts away...

The past drifts away, into the cloud of time.
Its time that soothens the wounds of the past,
but they do raptures at times.
Time takes the pain away, but the memories still remain, forever.

 

Taking along all the beautiful moments, leaves you with a vacuum
You don't hold on to your past, you do get new friends
but forgetting the memories associated with them saddens.
Some things have to end with out a reason, because they were meant to end.

 

Yaden guum ho jati hai samay ke bhawaro mein
Bhulate hai unnehe hum na chaa ke bhi
kush hote hai ke ubhar aaye zaakam se
bhool jaate hai khud ko bhi...