#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile,every tear,every look,
Every person who came my way...
I realised there aren't so many
Because I came across only a few
Rest are in it somewhere askew
There's no real relationship and goals
There's no feel friendship and set roles
I hardly know where it starts and ends
And who all fill up those seams and binds
Nobody knows what to say to me now
Time got lost where and how,somehow
All I want to do is start afresh anew
All I want...