Waves of nostalgia
When I look back
At my glorious past
Numerous waves of
memories
Inundate my mind
I start to feel
nostalgic
I miss my parent’s care
For these geographical
distance
That stands tall
between us
I start cherishing
every moment
Of being a child
School days and
associate accessories
Bubbling innocence with
no worries
Getting up early was a
ritual
Which I never missed
Late comer was the tag
Which I abhorred till
my school day’s end
Books which said the
unsaid
Became my comrade
My family members
cheered me up
Whenever situations
made me cry
An omnipresent friend
in
Form of my twin sister
Sitting on a chair in
An empty room in my
hostel
When a cloud of
loneliness tries
To shadow my intuition
I let this feeling of
nostalgia
To play the episodes of
my past
Over and over again.
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©Swati Sarangi
06.10.2017
This post made me nostalgic too. Beautiful memories of childhood and innocence.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the words of appreciation!
DeleteVery reflective and a tad sad too. Yes home and childhood were great days.
ReplyDeleteI agree. Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteEvocative lines of the past; I can read the loneliness and the love between the lines.
ReplyDeleteThanks.. :)
Deletelovely and nostalgic too...Yes! childhood days were the golden days of life. and you had re-called those days so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteThank You! :)
DeleteVery beautifully you penned down the memories of your childhood. Feeling nostalgic too. Great write up
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot for the words of appreciation. :)
DeleteThose were the days when the heart was free and life was pleasant and full of fun.
ReplyDeleteLovely lines penned beautifully.
Yes..those were those golden days.. Thanks for commenting after going through this post.. :)
DeleteLovely poem
ReplyDeleteThanks.. :)
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