The Walk...........
Walking down the lonely lanes of his new life,
He fondly recalls those old days forever etched in his mind.
Like his friends looking for their tomorrow, he too has moved on,
And along the way, a brand new guise has he donned!
But the memory remains of the easier days bygone,
Of tp at the katta, & of assignments, the scent of the midnight chais lingers on
But that’s all that’s left of the beautiful days & the better times,
Held together like other old turned-pages in the book of his life…
Thinking, remembering, he walks on without a cause,
Catching the sight of some friends sharing a joke, takes a pause..
He thinks about his own, his sad eyes gleam;
It all seems so far away, surreal, like a dream…
Moving, he contemplates,” Is happiness today, sadness tomorrow?”
“Why is it then that I am sad reminiscing about good times ago?”
“Rather should I not rejoice the past!!”
“As the beautiful moments in my memory, will forever last!!!”
The sun is a setting orange over the seas he has crossed,
He smiles at the beautiful sight as the lights begin to fade..
His heart, lighter, begins to soar, happy and satisfied…
He rubs his hands n then his face,
And with a heavy sigh, prepares for the day ahead!!!!
------ Prashaant.
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