I do not want to explore those corners!

I wish to travel the path reverse to nostalgia; 

I am taking medicines not to remember,

amnesia appears to be a welcome stage, now!
My mind is craving for silence, because

everything speaks but they speak only about you.

It’s strange how even fond loving memories

can become ruthless killers!

I run away from my thoughts 

in a frantic blind hurry.

There are corners in the mind

that accumulated small kisses

and warm caresses; a sudden tight hug

and certain passionate depth of eyes; also

a dream and certain wishes.

For safety,

I let small dustballs and cobwebs gather on them,

tiptoeing away from around a distance,

carefully not stepping onto those corners and curves.

I do not want to explore those familiar areas anymore,

It’s as if my life and I have parted ways!