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Saara Hasan

Classics Fantasy Inspirational

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Saara Hasan

Classics Fantasy Inspirational

Reminiscence

Reminiscence

2 mins
388


The splashing of the rain, the honking of the nearby vehicles 

The voices of the tired passengers and the howling of the wind.

Encircles me


Taking me to those days of our childhood

When the simplitude of life surrounded us,

when life hadn't yet bared its fangs on us,

when we were still unaware, still drunk on those little joys and still ignorant.


Playing behind the mountains in the dirt or hiding in the bushes,

singing to the tunes of the nightingale and climbing those trees.

Those days when everyday was a new experience 

Experiences we always remember


These memories have embedded themselves in our heart

Pushing us forward towards the light in the dark

No matter how old we get

No matter how miserable we be

No matter when life decides to abandon us

Now matter when we forfeit

They will always stay

Guiding us through the life midway


The smell of the food

Permeating through the roof

Guided our lost little selves

To those warm comfy rooms


When the nagging of our parents never got through to us

Or the rustling of the trees didn't scare us

When the hush of the dark

Was the company we always had

When those prolong nights never made us sad


Whispering away those little secrets

While lying beneath the trees

Lending our ears no matter how trivial those problems seem

I wish those times could continue forever

Helping us live in the present howsoever


I wonder if we'll ever hear 

Those beautiful stories once again

Those stories that lulled us to sleep

Of mysterious beings we'll never meet

Those beings that filled us with wonder

And greeted us with joy in our slumber


But those days are long gone

Leaving us to dwell on the loss

The loss of the warmth that we always had

The loss of the blessings we thought we shared.


The trickling of the rain woke me up

Making me look at the passing streets in turn

Feeling the wind hitting my face

I remembered where i was again.


I am back to the place I'll always be

Where there is no 'we', just 'me'.


                           













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