Pieces of Memory...
POEMSENGLISHJUNE 2024
7/3/20241 min read
His peace was his Terrace...
For him, it was his grand palace!!!
Chirping of the birds at the entrance,
& the space entirely filled with flowers' fragrance...
He used to take me to get some fresh air...
Sharing emotions, discussing dreams and nightmares, were some of the things we did there...
Gardening being an interest in him...
With the pots of plants, the terrace entirely used to glim!!
At every dusk, he taught me to enroot the seed,
And, to make two plants breed...
Years passed and we probably made gardening a hobby,
The most pleasant part was to walk around the flowers' lobby...
Walking in greenery and inhaling the vibe,
The feeling we had is just what I couldn't describe...
It's been years now without him...
Life feels like a sad film
Without him, wearing a masquerade of euphoria,
Yet living in the state of extreme insomnia
Of who he is; if you want to bother,
The "only one", my beloved grandfather!!!
Different from others... the extra-ordinary,
Left with me now, are the only "Pieces of Memory".
-Daniya Khan