Nostalgic Butterflies | Tanisha Saravana Kumar

Nostalgia flutters

like a Butterfly with glass wings

It shines,it twinkles

like thousand golden yellow fairy lights

but suddenly it shatters

into a million sharp glass pieces of regret

stabbed the heart

and memories bled to death

Footprints of memories

washed away with tides of regret

slowly forgotten

like a withering rose

holding on to the fading faint fragrance of reminiscence

Beautiful albums of memories

whitened with silver fish of regret

Dying screeching echoes of beautiful recollections

no longer resonate rememberance

Shadows of regret

haunting the dreams of the past

Let them go

for we have all made mistakes...