Alarm ringed by 4 am
In every homes of them.
But they aren't sleeping
Until just 5 minutes
Before it's ringing..
Checking their phones
For the millionth times
In last 6 hours of bed.
Some,
Staring over the outside window
Some,
Crawling under the blanket
Halted by old memories
That had a vintage touch.
Visualizing the old face
Of their beloved ones.
Sun rised like in the past.
And they reunite finally
In this dawn;
After five decades...
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Laconic
Poetry'Life is all about how you feel...' Poetry is connection of that life feelings...I believe...
