Poem - Ananya Biswas

MEMORIES

Standing on the threshold of a new beginning When he looked back at those moments in frozen photographs he realized.. That the most euphoric sunrise has turned out to be one of those mundane mornings. The sky which seemed to be a canvas of.. beautiful colours and poetic dreams, Has engulfed him into tormenting nights and horrified screams. The jovial soul has been crumbled into ruins, enduring absolute agony Amidst the worldly cacophony. The somber clouds overpowered the sun's bright ray As if adulthood hit the clock , to his dismay! The happy childhood days are left forgotten, in the corners of that old town He is left with nothing but... whispers of reminiscence all around! Away from the fascinating fairy tales and bedtime stories.. Growing up exasperates him every split second, may be , because... this morbid adulterated world has left him in complete disdain!

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