On a lonely road
Of bland hopes.
I have taken a job
Of painting the
Forgotten memories.
Well, what can I say.
Hardly, there are
Bright colours.
No dark strokes or
Embellished illustrations.
Shades, Shadows.
Pale colors.
Broken moons.
Fading shines.
And some
Dying stars and
Helpless storms.
Some appreciate
The painting.
Some just make
A smirky face.
Some look for
My comments,
And all I can say is-
I’m a forgotten too.
Remember me.
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