The Lost Days of My Life

by Abhi Jeeth

Here comes to my mind the lost period of joy,
Here comes the of fun which remind me of my real name,
Here comes the joys of life followed by sorrow of the time,
They make me remember the friends who never caused me any pain,
Here comes the wind of time taking me to the time left behind,
Entering into the days of child here comes to my mind,
The broken glasses of houses, jumping in the rain water flowing by side,
Here comes to my mind the meadows of my land,
Here comes to my mind the childish days of mine.

Memory ...

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