Nusrat Jahan Esa

And I again remember!
I touched the threads, threads of nostalgia,
That is intertwined with bittersweet harmony.
Leaving twenty-four years of memories,
I remember the time when I finally sailed to the new corridors.

I thought I was happy,
But suddenly,
I started hearing the echoes of my childhood,
That I spent in that cherished place.
The knobs that I once opened carelessly,
Now it is banging hard in front me.
I can’t dance to this rhythm,
Because I only hear a melancholic beat of my unsaid words.
The warmth of it and the whispers,
Still lingers in me, and gives me pain.

So I declined to propel!
As they are the one I hold onto,
Memories, too, refused to fade.
Now the past and the present is confusing me,
I often lose myself in between.
I do seek solace, but I know I don’t belong anywhere, but that place.

Oh dear!
I know that the walls have changed.
And I can no longer feel the warmth.
Hear the laughs nor,
Touch the walls.
But,
Your melody will remain forever,
In the tapestry of my heart.
And I will keep coming back to you.