Just Like Yesterday
written by: Prakash Nagarajan
One more day, to my tally of years,
How shall I tell, you how I miss you dear,
You’re gone, but your memories remain,
Making me cry, till tears stain,
What really has changed?
Everything is so same,
Yet this old house of ours,
Seems now so strange,
You filled it with love, made it home,
A place lovelier, than Paris and Rome,
Now it’s decrepit, with a garden full of weeds,
Our love-nest once, built from its seeds,
Loneliness now eats my heart,
Ever since when, you left to part,
Leaving me behind, to count my days,
And shed tears, just like yesterday…
Prakash Nagarajan, is an upcoming author and a popular poet of international repute from India. Though quiet by nature, he is a keen observer of Life, and coupled with his penchant for writing, he often puts to paper with a lovely flourish, his thoughts, views and observations. His easy, conversational style of writing makes most of his books a compulsive read, giving insight to his world views, and values that he cherishes utmost in life. When not confined to his desk churning out poems and stories, he seeks pleasure in long walks, is an intense nature-lover and avid photographer.
Latest posts by Prakash Nagarajan (see all)
- Just Like Yesterday - June 7, 2023
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