A Diary of Mine

Day after Day, Page by Page

Wrote enough diaries, like a sage

For now, For who to care

For who to acknowledge

Thought after thought

Wrote all my heart felt

In hope someday, the book I kept,

Will keep me

Word after word, line by lines

It walks through, all those memory lanes,

Of my life's toughest inclines and declines

Turn after turn the pages

There sees, the flakes of flowers

Romance that it resembles

Turn after turn the pages

And words some that blurred comes

Stains of tears that appears

Turn after turn the pages

Some torn pages with broken words

Loss of my own people, that it reminds

After long back, when I found some time

I tried to flip those pages again

All I felt is a pack of leaves written

Questioning me again and again

For now, For who to care

For who to acknowledge

- Ravi(R)