Flipping through he channels
The channels of my life
I met wounded memories
Through this painful drive
Where I found some crying smiles
And traces of laughing pains
All living idle in my world
In empty chambers of fain
Where I saw myself living
In the life of my dreams
Where troubles were all gathered
Around me in wondering stream
Where splashes of ending realities
Were vivid in my mind
And nostalgic memories spread shadow
And passionate waves of different kinds
And there I just stood quietly
And kept looking for some more
some more mysterious waves
To erase past memories from before
And there I found sorrows growing
And taking over moments of delight
And leaving uncertanity in my life
And turning off the happiness light
And then I realized at the end
This inseperable painful bends
Will never let me treat my wounds
Till I die and meet my life's end.

Seema Chowdhury

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wounded-memories/