Smells

Smells
old and new
the storage boxes
of remembrance

the old tickles our mind
and asks "do you remember me?
that old books on the library,
the aroma of the sand when drenched in rain,
scented flowers brushing your nose
and mama's recipe , my favorite dish"

The other end the new slowly hangs on to a place
carefully sealing itself under the neural jelly
adding and mingling with the old
to be recalled again as a whole
when my nose buds feels the aroma
as my brain start researching
what's the ingredient of the smell is  ...

-Prompt "Smell" from Poets united


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