the good days
precious memories
shared smiles
the lingering feelings
of secret moments
the concrete foundations
then taken for granted
for a future
shared life.

One unexpected wipe
on the blackboard
and traces of dust
are all that is
left behind
you try and collect
the scattered specs
but they can never
go back from where
they fell.

Sometimes in life
you just have to dust
the blackboard clean
and use the remaining
pieces of chalk
to draw some new lines.




Author: vidur sahdev

Living it comes!

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