ALOK AND HIS FAMILY

Me and my family standing helplessly near my sweet home,
My sweet home which is full of my memory,
I could see my old days, my childhood, my naughty act with my friends,
Days I spent with my sweet mother,
My father's love for me without expression,
The sweet smell of our kitchen and my mother cooking,
The home task for my teacher
My school, my college
Sweet memories of my wedding day,
My sweet wife and my honeymoon days
My first child and her naughty plays in all corners of the house.
All now coming in my mind like a flashback,
My house is burning, dark fumes and orange flames of fire are slowly covering my entire house,
I am helpless and lost all hopes
Just watching and my tears are flowing.
It's like a monster is devouring my house slowly.
Each drop is washing my sweet memories forever and forever.
I am helpless and I may build another house but we never get back our sweet home.
All my sin and virtue has also turn into ashes which I did in my sweet house.
If I want to refill my old memories in my new house it's never possible, it's like starting another life.
All my old emotions are lost, I may be not comfortable in my new house,
I am still crying and may continue to drop tears rest...