A room which has embraced me with gentle tenderness,
Will soon be resting silently in my memories…
A room which will always remind me of me,
Will always remind me of how I used to be…
A huge window pane wrapped up
with vibrant Times of yore,
will soon be turning
up, into
A clumsy wardrobe inhabiting,
Multihued markets and streets
Will soon be left alone,
With the bare hangers,
Clamoring out in
loneliness…
The walls that have been
the witness of endless bitching sessions for years,
Will soon be standing alone,
Face to face admonishing each other…
The pillow that has always been,
My companion, at the time of catty fights,
As well as, when a tear dropped down my eyes…
Will soon not going to be there any more…
A room that has beheld several
Laughing moments will soon
Be entering into a crying silence…
A room which has embraced me with gentle tenderness,
Will soon be resting silently in my memories…
A room which will always remind me of me,
Will always remind me of how I used to be…
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