Four years. It had been after four years that I visited the place where I have spent the most beautiful moments of my life. Re-visited those avenues that were an important part of my childhood.
Nothing has changed. Except my childhood friends are older and (im)mature.
Nothing has changed. Except this time,we didn't play Hide & Seek or talk about our school homework.
Nothing has changed. Except a mall has come up in place of the huge abandoned mill that always was a sight of darkness and gloom.
Nothing has changed. Except the unknown additions in my small group of friends.
Nothing has changed. Except the fact that I have CHANGED.
Visiting Memory Lanes of History
12 years ago
1 comment:
Change is necessary, and nothing is permanent. Therefore, change is pointless, but it effects everything within it's circle.
You just gave me the idea of my next poem. :)
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