That Corner in our mind

In the race that is life,
as we tread along,
overcoming all the hurdles,
achieving all the feats,
challenging all the notions,
defeating all the myths;

why is it that a corner in our mind always looks behind,
to the past that was,
but is not around anymore?

why is it that a corner in our mind always looks behind,
losing itself in lanes of lost memories?

memories of the smiles scattered and the tears gathered,
memories that are crazy moments and stupid advents,
memories of the crowds and of loneliness.

Why is that a corner in our mind,
is part of us,
and yet not with us?

- Parsooram