Tuesday, August 3, 2010

A drawer full of …

Hurriedly scribbled messages…happy, sad and inert,
Dried flowers; falling apart,
Bills smelling of cappuccino,
Stamped entry tickets,
Tainted restaurant paper napkins,
Washed out ferry passes,
Folded train itineraries,
Tea stained pictures.

Replaying tiny details of the days once lived,
Recapitulating the smell, sound and feel of a time that’s intangible yet familiar,
My drawer is full of moments and faceless memories.

Picture courtesy: http://www.theletteredcottage.net