There’s a corner
Of my heart,
Be a place to store
Memories want kept,
The kind to not regret,
A place I tend to go
To face the real
Places one suffers
At times surreal,
We may be inclined,
To the like forget…
Reflections now
Be memories scattered,
Relinquish few regrets
Necessitate reprieve,
None that could yet
From that corner
Of my heart
Hold I’d take leave,
To put my soul at rest!