Nostalgia

As if it was life

and this is not.

Today I recall

what I never forgot.

There were a lot more roses

and a lot less thorns.

Lot more drizzle,

and a lot less storms.

Tears trickle down

my cheek. They fall

to touch sad smile,

As I recall.

The game is gone.

The players as well.

What remains are

stories to tell.

I can live by these

memories forever.

Thank you for

the best time ever.

 

~Prateek Goyal