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Remembrance
I remember this Trail.
Once it was a part of our days.
We laughed and learned a lot along this way.
Today these trees, shrubs, books…
Everything has a sound of you.
The Sun is struggling to get here.
The path became more grassy.
And the roots are trying to hold me again.
But I am more cautious now.
The brook beside the way is still here.
But it looks strange, has some pace.
I remember this place.
We found a benign crab from here.
And you placed it in my palm.
All those happy hours.
But we also lost everything right here.
Now sometimes I try to stand on tiptoe,
to see you from this dimension.
You are more resilient now.
And I am so happy with that.
But I see your struggles with dreams.
Being busy is good.
You don’t have to be afraid of these woods.
No more suffocation in memories.
Need to clear those old playlists.
We need new songs.
New stories.
You were an incredible friend.
By PRIYARENJAN D KRemembrance
I remember this Trail.
Once it was a part of our days.
We laughed and learned a lot along this way.
Today these trees, shrubs, books…
Everything has a sound of you.
The Sun is struggling to get here.
The path became more grassy.
And the roots are trying to hold me again.
But I am more cautious now.
The brook beside the way is still here.
But it looks strange, has some pace.
I remember this place.
We found a benign crab from here.
And you placed it in my palm.
All those happy hours.
But we also lost everything right here.
Now sometimes I try to stand on tiptoe,
to see you from this dimension.
You are more resilient now.
And I am so happy with that.
But I see your struggles with dreams.
Being busy is good.
You don’t have to be afraid of these woods.
No more suffocation in memories.
Need to clear those old playlists.
We need new songs.
New stories.
You were an incredible friend.