Yesteryear songs interspersed with nostalgic feelings are here
Pleadingly wait at the heart’s door that has become feeble with time
Once, the moments want to rush in, but the enthusiasm is solemn
Retrospective moments may unsettle the present day’s tranquility
Evoking the feelings that had decided to hibernate till death arrived
Forging a new liaison, as there are walls of the heart bearing ciphers
Never were they deciphered due to the busyness of life and distractions
The definition of success and failure reveals the unknown facets of heart
Dried roses have a dishevelled look and petals will lose identity
Only thorns will be reminders, and here, the feeble door is in a dilemma
Ears are anxious and tempted to hear the songs one more time
Open the door convincingly and willingly sacrifice the present
Few moments into reminiscing the moments vividly, before retiring©
Amitav Chowdhury 
Beautiful Poetry.Loved it
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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Where you will get so amazing words!?
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I am asked this question quite often about use of vocabulary in writing.
It depends on how much involved and passionate one is about literature. And it’s not about words, it the entire process of expressing the feelings with honesty.
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I appreciate it🙂
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Amazing post Amitav. The lines where you have written about dried petals is so profound.
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Thank you so much, Karthik.
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