THE LANE OF YOUR HOUSE

As the lane of your house
I passed by,
My heart
Gave out a sad sigh.

Just a few years ago,
We used to sing along.
Now our lives seperated
And like a sad song

You never fading laughter,
Still echoes in my mind.
And those memories worth made,
Are now impossible to find.

A deep sea of differences
Flows between us along.
Neither of us dare cross it
As the flow is too strong.

Nothing than you being afar,
Hurts and pricks me more.
While I still wait for you,
On the other shore.

Alas! Life is harsh.
With a dark night after
Every bright dawn.

As the lane of your house
I passed by, I stopped
And then moved on…

Written by Prakhar Mishra.