Rummaging through some old things
Got my hands on an old mirror
The old mirror showed me my young image
The face of my innocence
The reflection of my ambitions
The refraction of my courage
It showed me some old friends
Some incomplete love stories
Some unrequited love
Some sweet hearts now turned sour
The old mirror got me some flickers now burning as bright flames
Some restless storms now turned calm
Some saplings now big thick trees
Some notions no longer around
Some serene rivulets now raging rivers
It reminded of some promises to change the world
Some promises to never say good bye
Some promises to never forget
Some promises to rule the world
The face in the mirror was almost a stranger
The features now have changed and so have the impressions
The wrinkles of the ruthless seasons the scars of the battles within
The glow of the victories shining through
The serenity of time elapsed
It had to take an old mirror
To know the distance travelled
To know the life lived
Rummaging through some old things
Got my hands on my old diary
My mirror of the era gone-by
Nice
Nostalgic… Could relate so much…well versed!
Nice one indeed 🙂
Excellent. You have taken us in our old days & sweet and sour memories.
Nice One Abbas..
Reminding me of my days gone by….excellent !!!
Amazing Brother !! You are really finding yourself back .
Superb Abbas! It’s heartfelt. I hope people continue to write diaries
Nicely written Abbas !! Keep going !!
Amazing… such a deep thought expressed with absolute simplicity…
Proud of u my friend???
Nice Lines Abbas
Reminds me the truth of Life
Superb. Fact of Life
Old Diary ………… A mirror; so true to all of us…………….
Excellent analogy. Very simple thought effectively put across. Waiting for more 🙂
Excellent..superb