yet again nostalgia,that demoness!
she impatient,banged my door
with a bursting bag of memories convinced
i didn't remember them anymore.

my heart shrieked aloud  mortified
for her silhouette was still in sight
i plugged my ear and shut those eyes
am gullible,but sorry demoness
not this time!

for theres no home for them to dwell
and the desire,to intently delve
its future's turn for what its worth
its time to change that worn out shirt

moments later, tried to peek
to find her gone away
and that little stack of memories
leaning lazy on my doorway.................................