As we go on with our times,
Memories of past load onto our back as if we committed a crime;
The good times passed away, way too soon,
But the testing times make us untuned;
Through the test of life,
Getting in and out of the worldly strife.
With time, the load of memories haunt us definitely,
The remedy is to shake the self as and when preferably;
But who wants to be shaken from their roots,
That is for the Nature to decide, the time to reboot.