My Diary

by Ekta Jain   Oct 27, 2016


Agaain
Remembering the olden days
All Diaries has opened their way
My diary contains
More of my friends tails
They make me cry
Whenever I open it ..oh my
It's like the moon
Has come to earth noon
All birds are like angel flew
My pillow has again
lend me a hand
To cry cry cry when
And refresh all that can
Curtain are flowing in the air
And the feeling has again aroused of care
The cup of tea is reminding
Me the world of my friends being
All around I feel like
I'm a angel
For whom
An another princess is waiting
I want to go to the Mount Everest
And shout her name aloud as best
I want to fly in the sky
And go to my friend to say hii
Today my feelings cannot be explained
The world for me is like a Cinderella game
I am dancing
I am crying
I am laughing
I am missing
My friends....
I want to go to my old class room
And want to write our names on the roof
God knows today how I will sleep
These feelings will for a month will be waked
And then suddenly the air
Folds my diary pages
And my mom called me
But the feeling is everlasting
And will remain
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  • 7 years ago

    by Marvellous

    Memories speak louder than presence. Nothing has come to stay than truth.