Down The Memory Lane

Down the memory lane,
Walking on the green pathway,
Running hand in hand,
Along the blue line,
Listening to the singing birds,
Watching the waves,
Tapping in harmony with the melody,
Feeling the gentle touch of the breeze,
Causing the arrival of spring,
Suffusing color to our being,
Here am I climbing up in the lap of nature,
Playing hide and seek with the blazing red,
Basking in the glory of happiness,
Enveloping me in serenity;

Preserving them with care,
Moved ahead in my life,
Unaware of the storms,
That devastated my life,
Hopes flying out of my Self,
Desires leaving me in dark,
Voice from within strike hard,
Instigate me to look for the precious;

Dreamt of my paradise,
Found my preserves,
Empowered by them,
Fought the adversities,
And rebuilt my life.

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asoke kumar mitra
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walking the memory lane…………. gentle touch of beautiful pain……….glory of happiness………in serenity…….
adversities………and finally rebuilt…………………….. very precious feeling………I read twice just to understand the inner nuances… excellent write

asoke kumar mitra
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I read this poem again, it’s raining here, the sounds of downpour…….
feeling the touch of words. very nice to read.

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