Looking at the photographs
On the bright green wall.
Making me smile.
Bringing back the memories.
Of when I was a child,
When life was easy.
No worries.
Having all the time in the world.
Hanging out with my friends,
Playing at the peaceful playground.
The sun peeking out of the clouds.
Had the time of our lives,
Playing till' sunset.
Sleeping at each other's houses
Watching movies that would scare us to death.
We said we would be best friends forever.
Now I've gotten old,
Forgetting a lot of the past,
And living in the present.
Life has been getting hard.
My memories are fading
Like the sun in the darkness.
But these photographs on the wall
Keep them alive.
-Payal
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Poems
شِعرHere is just a bunch of poems made by me. There are also going to be some poems by famous poets that I like.
