A Crap Slightly Candid

One day ,We all gathered near  sea shore

At night ,where daylight faded 

We waited to see the light flashed from the lighthouse 

We waited for it ,

 To take the perfect picture of our happiness which never faded 

We burned all of those feelings of " I "with the fire and danced 

Singing loud ,the songs which never made us feel older ,

We turned younger and younger 

The laughters and old testimonials squeezed out of our brain into terrible tales 

The sea goddess turned  groovy and bustled so blithe 

She happily saved the tides and whispered her happiness by gust of wind 

Even Though she knew we were just her guest ,

The joy of being like a tide for that short time

Paved the way to an excitement which was so addictive 

The moment which  animated us ,is not meant to happen every time .

This is memory ,A memory which possibly will last forever with tide and time ,

Which is meant for a lifetime 

We clicked and clapped 

We tapped and got trapped 

With the glory of our memories and it's traces

Which were so obsessive and intruding 

Yet not so compulsive 

It was so easy to pass that day ,

That day which was just a day in the calendar 

Now occupied the vintage model hearts that tuned the day to a beautiful diary scripture 

Like all those autographs which were read million times than those epic novels kept in the closet .

Out all those beautiful art we still could easily relate ourselves and themselves with that scrap book 

It was such a crap 

Yes ,Such a crap which made us to laugh insanely 

A crap slightly  candid