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Fading Memories.....

Viewing the outside world through my eyes dry I was standing at my doorstep
Suddenly some chuckling noise I could hear,with my whole heart and soul in fret
Stealthily I entered in that sound ,everything was blurred and no one around
That image became clear and I could see,my real and everlasting memories
That chuckling noise was no one else but me and my notorious friends
That was the time when I was a school kid, when no one questioned about whatever I did
We were walking through the corridors, plucking flowers with our tender hands
I could hear the bell that rang forcing us to stand and pray then our stupid games began
Then I moved on in our classes, those scratched windows with glasses
Hey! I can see our names still there for which we were scolded and warned not to be spared
Now I am moving more deeper,the whistling noise, its time to recreate and rejoice
The ground is vast and free,we are there rushing down the stairs
Waiting for the match in glee
I touched those parts of a single book ,we used to share and learn
Remember that pen for which we fought my dear friend
Yeah!..... I could see our dear slam books how we filled it as if they would
Keep you secure and always with me
But yes it was true,we were  quite young but how well we knew
The noise is fading I am moving away
Iam trying to stop myself but there is no way
I am trying to hold back but nothing I can touch
Oh!i can no more see our ground the benches as such
Everything is disappearing windows ,books and flowers
Those days are flowing away along with our school hours
And now  I am again standing at the doorstep viewing the outside world
Through my eyes not dry but wet.

by-
Shrishti Giri




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  1. Unknown27 June 2016 at 10:06

    Speechless!!!
    The way your describe your thoughts are totally amazing......
    Great work keep it up...shri 😃😃

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