




Memories from past knockdown
on the doors of deep filled heart
after a long I visited my hometown
it feels like everyone is here to welcome
time never seemed to make its round
the city has changed its attire
however nothing much changed
since I’ve last around,
There is something so eerie about
an old empty playground once used to be alive
I can still feel faint whispers of the kids laughing from years before
Its not shiny & fun anymore,
I took a walk around on the famous streets
adjacent to a renovated building, once my school
I am trying to gather all fond memories
the narrow lanes are wide enough &
the shops are flaunting with modernity
yet the people are warm & hospitable
but I realised change is inevitable,
I left the city my city for self progression
for dreams with higher education
then distant far for disultory aspirations
although, I missed family, friends & fun
In order to get rid of my falsehood
I left everything for my own good,
When I let my thoughts to roam
I found myself far away from home
this only bringback sadness and pain
And then, I left my tears to drain
Now I left everything & back here
with a hope for magical rain.
Thanks for reading!π€
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Wowww that part where you said, left the city, my city, for dreams with higher education…I guess everyone reading here, might have felt deep within..!π₯Ί
After all, wherever we are, it is all the memories we live upon..!β€β€
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Thank you so much for reading and beautiful feedback.
This one is incompleted still I loved it, actually I wanted to write something on two cities closed to my heart so I have written on thier background pics (one is City Beautiful & other is City pollutedπ)
Make sure to copyright last line of feedback, i will steal it Dr.
Have a great day aheadπ€
Keep writing & smiling!ππ
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Yeah way too good..!πππ
Anyways, whatever be that, this one too is such a good one..! I must appreciate the idea behind that..!ππ»
Hahah, lol..! Well you can steal that, dont you think that is all we live upon?π
You too have a great day,
Happy blogging πππ
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Thanks much again and I really liked that line. Yes, life is all about game of memories depends how we take it up as it is not all sweetπ€¨
Keep writing & have a great day ahead!ππ
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Yeahhh, right. Memories sweet and sour, some worthy enough to teach us forver life lessons..!πππ»
Hoping to read from you more..!ππ
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So wonderfully written
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Thank you so much!ππ
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There are a very few pieces to which almost everyone can connect… this is one of those. Very well written !!! ππΌπ
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Hi Akriti! Thanks for stopping by my blog, it would be a pleasure connecting to you. I am overwhelmed with your words and appreciation, glad you liked it.
Have a great weekend ahead!
Keep writing!πππ
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