Sweet Memories

After marriage, when I wrote a poem and put it in my toy box,

I have kept all the dreams I had, 

And cherished in this house of mine.

Because now I have to go in a new direction,

Where to spend my whole life.

I want to build my new world now,

And a new story will be written

On a completely blank paper.

A chapter of life that has passed, 

I left it in my own house by writing everything.

Now a new era will come,

In which new chapter will be written. 

I wrote everything in this poem, 

Like the…..

Story of the shadow of the mother's lap,

The story of fighting against the times,

By sitting on the strong shoulders of the father.

Naughty memories of my siblings,

And sweet memories of my friends.

I have written everything about my previous life,

Now I am going to take a new birth.

Then that will be a new experience of my life…..

I have put all the toys in a closed box with the same poem,

Now there will be only a new story,

And all the past sweet memories.

We are only the birds of our mother's nest,

From where we have to leave everything behind,

By keeping the memories in the heart.