What did I lose and what did I find,
A bag full of shadows and a handful of life,
Looking through the window I recall time by gone,
Reminiscing, days of chaos and hysterics nights foregone,
I think of a world which is far from here,
Feigned right in here, full of love and care,
World, of moments, give me a slice from my past,
Let me hold it forever, so it will last,
Which do I keep, the time of happiness and fun,
Or maybe the time I was tired and was completely done,
I'll keep the moment which lifted the spirit every time,
That picked me up when the road was too hard to climb,
Nothing did I lose, and everything did I find,A handful of shadows, a bag full of life.
~Yogesh Daga
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Life.
PoesiaThis isn't a story. Just a compilation of my favorites! All the credits to respective people.
