One Flight...
...a poem of memories
Faded and blank like an old parchment
and as colorless as the black and white pictures,
yet timeless it stays,
an eternity long after.
Frightening and yet nostalgic,
inflaming an entirety of a being
with passion and will.
It continues ever to rise,
unrelenting and nominally accepted
with cordial welcome
or with savage distaste,
living as longas forever.
It stills and becomes
what the mind remembers
like bygone days reflect
the thoughts that pervade,
memories, forever more it stays.