The evening I walk past the street,
The soft breeze came with a smell so sweet,
And I went back to my childhood days, as I remember
The pink bunch of flower grasping a twig of the creeper
Hanging from the boundary wall of our paternal home
That my gracious sweet old granny had sown.
The warmth of her hug, the smell of her white Sari
I do remember the little girl longing for a story.
The nights passed with dreams of fairies,
And the days rolled without any worries.
The warmth of mom’s calling by the nickname,
I wish the days would have been the same.
A bowl of puffed rice and some oily snacks
The smell of mustard sauce and the lengthy yaks
The scuffles with sister over petty things,
And the sounds of laughter filled the evenings.
Boundless love of Dad was the greatest riches, Gone were the days of perfect bliss.
A richly textured, evocative piece that shines with an unassuming narrative clarity. Here is a work that is both insightful and immersive whilst avoiding the conventionalities of sentimental reminiscence.
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Thank you so much sir. Its a great honour for me that you appreciated my poem.
Nostalgic and moving. It could end with “Those were the days” rather than “gone were the days” to sound happier and positive.
Lovely poem Kabs. It’s full of warmth touching the senses with it’s heady fragrances & texture.
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Gone are the heavenly moments but the sweetness of each moment brings much happiness. ‘Remembrance’ is a beautiful nostalgic poem.