Chord

A thousand memories strike a chord

Against the heart

Wrenching it

Clenching it

The beat becomes faster

The thud becomes louder

The chord strikes and strikes again

Making it a symphony

Of unabated emotions

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8 thoughts on “Chord

  1. That’s the power of memories. No matter whether they are sweet or sorrowful when they strike a chord of our heart, our heart aces. Memories are a glass of wine. The older it gets, the deeper it’s effect.

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