Life Book
The day had arrived,
Which meant for goodbyes and going on,
Where one need to return,
To the infinite homeless house,
Through the dawn of impolite sun
And those dreamy Street lights
May the time bring me back
Countless nostalgia
And the deep down memories
Which once I lived and moved on.
Here I believe
The remorseful day will come soon
With new hopes and embellishments,
Curdling the old pages
Of my life book
Leaving behind,
The trail of their existence
The day will come same,
With love and fathom,
Fruitful and longing
And bind new pages
Of new chapters.
~Sneha
Which meant for goodbyes and going on,
Where one need to return,
To the infinite homeless house,
Through the dawn of impolite sun
And those dreamy Street lights
May the time bring me back
Countless nostalgia
And the deep down memories
Which once I lived and moved on.
Here I believe
The remorseful day will come soon
With new hopes and embellishments,
Curdling the old pages
Of my life book
Leaving behind,
The trail of their existence
The day will come same,
With love and fathom,
Fruitful and longing
And bind new pages
Of new chapters.
~Sneha
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